Drinking on Tuesday Afternoon
I have to say that being laid off – doesn’t suck.
I’ve never been laid off before. I was an international sales representative performing above budget but it’s not what I wanted to do. Unfortunately domestic sales was lagging so far behind that no matter what I did, it wasn’t helping them and therefore wasn’t helping the company. If I had moved up any more it would have been a career instead of a job and then I would have been forced to eat myself to a long, slow painful death.
I liked what I did; I hated who I worked for. It pained me to see a good company backed by good people and a good product being run into the ground.
I still don’t understand why upper management gets to stay and make the “tough decisions” or at least that’s what the CEO told me when they laid me off. These people that create bad business practices, that can’t adjust to a declining economy and that operate with too much overhead make cuts that don’t make good business sense; they only look good on paper.
The day I was laid off I went to the bar, had a couple of drinks on some very nice people and started talking about the rest of my life. I felt like I had just gotten out of jail but without the feeling that I immediately needed a shower.
I’m looking forward to my summer off with my six year old. I’ve been through worse, I’ve been poorer, and I’m going to go back to school and finish my nursing degree so I can get up every day and not hate going to work. As soon as the issuance of severance is settled I am actually going to send the man who laid me off a thank you card.
Dear Bad Manger,
Due to your total inability to lead a company into a profitable position; I am without a job. I am thanking you for this as trying to leave on my own just didn’t seem like it was working out for me.
Not having to listen to your crap anymore.
This post was submitted by Happy4FoodStamps.