Tuesday, 10 June 2008

Look, maw! I gots the sack!

After much buggering about with bureaucracy the axe has finally fallen today and I find myself out of a job.

My contract runs out in three weeks, and instead of thanking me for my outstanding work and service to the organisation (ha!) the powers that be have decided to dissolve my position due to ‘budget constraints’. It’s not personal (apparently the director of HR has heard nothing but “exceptional reports of my work” and the contributions I’ve made) but it stings all the same, and make me wish I hadn’t tried so hard. Which is sad, if you think about it.

I could be angry, or weepy, or slightly gassy, but instead I feel like I’m in the eye of the storm – it’s blissfully quiet in here without the uncertainty. Sure, there’s plenty of it to come, but today I feel really serene and almost relieved. I think it’s because, in the midst of a really terrible fortnight (illness, funeral, losing my job), I am still left with the stuff that really matters – amazing family, supportive friends and my lovely bf – and I realise things could get SO much worse than this. I’m pretty damn lucky.

Anyway, one day I’ll wake up, jump out of bed and toddle off (sipping a Milano Cucina skinny flat white) to a sensational job where I can work in my chosen field for an organisation I believe in, doing a job that interests and challenges me, with not a hint of shitkicking, monkeywork or douchebaggery to be seen. And that will be a beautiful day.

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