Let Go and Called Back
I began working for an art gallery of sorts as a part-time employee last September. At the time, I also had two other jobs; one at school, and another at a local mall. I wasn\’t happy with my mall-job so originally I wanted to quit there and work at the gallery full-time.
This gallery had two locations; the first location was formerly where the second gallery was located, and in its place was this discount store for the company\’s surplus artwork. I primarily worked at the discount store where the end-of-day sales were typically well below any sustainable amount (some days the sales were $0). Because of the discount store\’s lousy performance, right away I knew my time there would be very short, but my manager assured me that me and another part-time worker would be absorbed into the new location.
So a month goes by and it is announced that the discount gallery would be closing, just as I had suspected it would. At this point my manager was still under the belief that he would be keeping me at the new location, and so was I. About a week later, I went to a sales-training session early in the morning to prepare myself for what I thought would be a fresh start. I even sacrificed my job at school so that I could do this training, despite it being a non-paid session. The next day, I was told that the company was letting me go. My manager was kind enough to negotiate with the company\’s owner to give me the option of staying on for another week until the lay-off took effect. I stayed on.
It was towards the end of October, 2009 that I was laid-off, and I knew full well that the economy was in a crisis that would only get worse, so I had no hard feelings towards the company in general. It also helped that during my 5-week long employment, I befriended the manager. I had two jobs anyway so it really wasn\’t that big a deal even financially. The only unfortunate part was that I had to keep working the mall-job that I didn\’t like.
In my time away from the gallery, I kept in touch. I was even willing when I was asked to come back during events when they needed extra help. Nonetheless, I wasn\’t an employee with the company. That was until I made a big sale during one of those events, which led to the manager hiring me back, this time as a full-time employee.
The whole seven months or so that I wasn\’t with the gallery I worked that mall-job, at which I experienced constant misery and the sense of entrapment because of the fact that I didn\’t have much choice but to keep working there. You can imagine my relief when I was finally able to give them my two-weeks notice. The art gallery is not entirely out of it\’s financial troubles yet, but the fact that I got a second chance just makes me so happy. From this experience, I really learned the importance of accepting the inevitability of my own lay-off and keeping in touch; you never know when the company that laid you off might want to hire you back.
This post was submitted by Hyokano.