All of the anxiety over whether I’d ever get a raise, all of the rants about the noise, all of the frustration over a job I couldn’t stand 80% of the time…it’s all over. It’s all over, because I’ve been laid off. Investment money has not come in. The cash flow situation is dire. I was expendable.
The good news…yes, there is good news, although everything is just a numb, surreal mess in my mind at the moment, is that I will get two weeks of severance pay, so I have two weeks to look for a job while still getting paid (although I’m pretty much broke until next pay check already). And Tom is going to use his contacts to help me find a Remedy contract gig, as much I can’t conjure much enthusiasm for a Remedy contract gig. Within DAYS or a week or two, I could find myself off in another city for three months or six months or indefinitely, cats in tow, any notions of stability here in NC shattered. And that’s almost a BEST case scenario. Worst case, I find nothing and start working at low-paying jobs to scrape by with the help of friends.
I’ll survive. I’ve been through this before. I have no time to feel sorry for myself, so perhaps I just will for tonight, although I don’t know what Depression will have to say about that.
Bam! Just like that, Tomorrow and the Future are complete mysteries to me.
F***…
Words seem hollow and empty, but they’re all I have to offer — man, that really sucks. I’m sorry to hear it. Good luck finding something better. And as someone who’s been laid off before, try not to take too much of a self-esteem hit from it, even though it does feel kind of like a breakup: “It’s not you, it’s me.” :(
You’ll be in my thoughts.
oh, man. i’m sorry. there really isn’t anything to say to that . . . you’ll be in my thoughts as well. :-/ *hug*
Thanks for the very kind words; not hollow at all. :) I know you are not in an ideal employment situation yourself. In a way, I’ve been “freed”, and I feel better if I think of it like that. My friend Jason took me out for a couple of beers and dinner tonight, so I’m feeling ok, due to the beers and having friends to lean on. Thanks again. :)
Thanks. :) One of the several contract jobs I’ve spotted thus far is outside Philly, in a town I’ve never heard of called Frazer. Maybe I’ll be back up soon.
wow that sucks. i’m sorry. i hope you find something. the job market really sucks in nc… i’m in greensboro.