It’s just that I’m dreading tomorrow.
I know I’m not the first person to get laid off. I know I’m not the first person to get laid off under really shitty circumstances. But I just can’t get over the shock of it all, you know?
And I’m sorry to write about it so often as if my getting laid off is the end of the world. It’s just that I’ve got some feelings I’ve gotta get out on the subject.
3 years with this company. A review a few months ago where I was given and excellent performance analysis and a raise to back that praise up. The sense that I was just finally growing into my position and making it my own. This getting laid off thing…it’s a punch in the gut.
But everything happens for a reason. I haven’t been happy there for a long time. And I know there’s something better out there for me. Sam is a visionary, and I can’t wait to chase her dream with her. And I have some amazing friends with great connections. I will be ok. I will find what makes me happy.
I will not let the cold and cruel behavior of one CEO bring me down.
Pitting Boise and TCU against each other seems like a cop-out to me, though. It makes it impossible for either team to further their argument of why it’s so important to have a playoff system if neither of them get the opportunity to beat a BCS team.
Kinda lame.
Also, my other brother’s girlfriend is going. I can’t stand her. If I have to hear about her stupid ulcer for 3 days, I’m going to punch her in the throat. Girl, I’m growing a person. STFU.
Whatever, I’m a brat. I’m getting my second trip to see my baby brother play in a BCS bowl game. That’s pretty incredible and I need to STFU.
Hurray Fiesta Bowl!!!
I mean…who lays off a pregnant woman? At Christmastime? One who does her job well? My mind just cannot comprehend this.
I just need to stay positive. It could be worse, and there are so many people who have it worse than me. I know that.
But still…this is unreal. Right? How does this happen???
Oh, but they’re not firing me. That doesn’t mean they didn’t want to.
That’s right kids. If my friend hadn’t caught wind of the fact that my CEO wanted to fire me and he hadn’t put together a possible position for me, I was going to get fired today. My bosses were going to fire a 3-month pregnant woman at Christmastime even though she has been doing a great job.
So now, my only options are to get laid off (with them using the 2 weeks of vacation I’ve built up as my 2 weeks severance) or to take a sales job at HALF of what I’m currently making and just hope I can make enough on commission (in a shitty economy) to make up for the lost wages.
Oh, and they want me to keep doing some of my current marketing functions.
What a great day.
At least I haven’t spent the last 2 weeks completely stressed about how we’re going to make ends meet throughout this holiday season. This is JUST the news I needed!
So last night I went and saw Faith Healer at the Guthrie. I was so excited because I really enjoy the Guthrie so much, and with Joe Dowling as director and actor, I honestly thought I couldn’t go wrong.
I was mistaken.
You guys, this play was SO BORING!!! It’s a 3 person play and each person takes a turn on stage alone delivering, like, a 30 minute monologue — each of them telling different sides of the same story.
7 of us attended this show. Every single one of us fell asleep at some point. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. It was THAT boring!! And what’s most embarrassing is that we weren’t even subtle. I’m pretty sure I was draped over my chair and stretched out into the aisle at some point.
At least we were all in the front two rows…
But don’t worry, it wasn’t in the center. We were to the left of the stage. Still. It was the front two rows.
Basically, what I’ve learned from this, is that I have no class and can’t be taken anywhere. And neither can my friends.
Just got a free ticket to the Guthrie Theater to see Faith Healer tonight with my old roomie (who was just robbed).
I don’t know anything about this play, but it’s directed by Joe Dowling and I am mildly obsessed with that man.
Hurray for robbers not wanting to steal theater tickets!
Edit: He’s also acting in it!! I’m giddy!!!
When chatting online, I use the language of laughter pretty liberally, but even in type, I have different laughs.
Observe:
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LOL - I’m not really laughing, this is the internet version of my courtesy laugh
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Hahaha - you are funny, I am funny, I’m physically laughing and my co-workers think I’m crazy
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Hehehe - my maniacal laugh, when I’ve burned you something wicked
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Ha ha ha ha - my jolly, stage laugh. When I’ve said something so unfunny it’s funny and I must boisterously laugh to encourage the other person to join in.
And this concludes our lesson in Jess Chat for the day.
As I’ve mentioned before, my youngest brother plays football for Boise State. They’re an amazing team to watch. And while everyone else may hate that blue “smurf turf”, I love it.
We’ve spent all season cheering on Boise and my brother, hoping they’d stay undefeated and the stars would align just right to get them to the Fiesta Bowl. And it looks like things just might work out for them and they’ll get to go back to the place where they first participated in the most amazing game in football history.
But I didn’t really think about what this all meant for me. It’s my brother. In the Fiesta Bowl. Obviously I’d have to go. But we’re in a recession, I’ve got a mortgage, and happen to have a baby on the way. While my parents have offered to pay for one plane ticket, that’s still one more $400 plane ticket we need to buy.
I’m so sick of my life being like this. I’m so sick of stressing over $400. I shouldn’t even have to blink over that! I mean, it’s my brother! In a BCS Bowl Game!! It should be a given that we go, right? But we might not. Because that stupid $400 might just be too much.
I’m sorry to whine. Ugh this is such a white whine. But what’s more responsible? Supporting my brother in a such a big game, or saving the money to make life easier when the baby comes?
