So you know how I have that rule about not talking about work on my blog? Well, I’ve kind of decided that rule can go to hell for now, because my job? Doesn’t so much exist anymore. Or at least it won’t in two days. I was informed this morning that it’s nothing personal, they don’t think I’ve done a bad job, blah blah blah, but they’ve decided that the work I was hired to do is going to be outsourced to someone who has like 12 years of experience writing the types of documents that I was supposed to write. “So thanks for everything, but your last day is Friday. Buh-bye!”* The thing is, when I was hired, I was told that I was going to be working for the marketing team, so the documents that I was going to write needed to be “dumbed down” so that any random non-techie person could read and understand them. So that’s what I was doing. Then my boss (the guy who hired me) left to start his own company, I got a new boss, and apparently my job description totally changed, but I was never informed of that change. Oops. So I’m a little annoyed, a little relieved (because I wasn’t really enjoying the work I was doing), and a whoooole lotta stressed.
I talked to my rep at the agency who got me the position in the first place, and they’re looking to find something new for me as soon as possible. My officemate works for a different agency, so she forwarded my resume to her rep on my behalf (hey, can’t hurt to get the word out, right?), and I talked to my old boss, who said that he will look for a position for me with his group as well.** So I have a few possibilities, which is good, and that’s honestly what is keeping me from completely all-out panicking right now. Meanwhile, if everyone can send “find Cindy a new job immediately… and a 20% pay raise while you’re at it” vibes, I’d much appreciate it.
* Not an actual quote.
** He also said that they were idiots for cutting me, which was nice to hear.
This sucks. Now you can tell us all the mean things you wanted to say about your coworkers.
Spill everything!
Good luck!
Oh Sh*t is right! I'm really really sorry to hear that news. You'll find something else that you'll like better in no time, but still– what a crappy bit of Wednesday news!
All my job-hunting-and-big-raise karma is directed your way. Even Goofch is visualizing you in a happy-new-job-place.
Oh my god. They can totally, totally kiss my ass on your behalf. I love how employers demand two weeks notice when you quit but don't extend the same courtesy in return.
But you know what? I had something similar happen to me, (on a smaller scale with somewhat lower stakes, so take this for what it's worth…) I came home in tears, made a faux-confident phone call to the competition, spent the weekend crying and cleaning my apartment from top to bottom, had a portfolio review there on Monday and hit the ground running on Tuesday.
Someone once said to me what I'm about to say to you, and I was able to say this to someone else once, and I believe it to be true for you, too: We will not let you fall.
(Well, yeah, okay, when it comes to the important stuff like health benefits and that richer or poorer bit, *Dave* will not let you fall.) But as you know from Alissa, et al's blogs, I am always awake until approximately 4 a.m. EST every night. If you need to cry, vent or be distracted by something inane, such as a plot summary of the current season of the Real World, just call. 🙂
Courage. COURAGE!
Goofch has actually programed himself to dream about your perfect job. Mine too, but I’m staying put until I can get paid to be Cat’s travel valet.
Good luck, but you’ll do fine.
Oh my god. They can totally, totally kiss my ass on your behalf. I love how employers demand two weeks notice when you quit but don’t extend the same courtesy in return.
But you know what? I had something similar happen to me, (on a smaller scale with somewhat lower stakes, so take this for what it’s worth…) I came home in tears, made a faux-confident phone call to the competition, spent the weekend crying and cleaning my apartment from top to bottom, had a portfolio review there on Monday and hit the ground running on Tuesday.
Someone once said to me what I’m about to say to you, and I was able to say this to someone else once, and I believe it to be true for you, too: We will not let you fall. (Well, yeah, okay, when it comes to the important stuff like health benefits and that richer or poorer bit, *Dave* will not let you fall.) But as you know from Alissa, et al’s blogs, I am always awake until approximately 4 a.m. EST every night. If you need to cry, vent or be distracted by something inane, such as a plot summary of the current season of the Real World, just call. 🙂
Courage. COURAGE!
hi. They’re dipshits. And I haven’t said that word since, like, 1990 or something. 😉
I agree with Alissa! But don’t worry – you’ll get another job in no time. Look at it as an opportunity to enjoy a few morning’s lie in, before starting work again!