As you may recall from my post from Monday, a co-worker was laid off last week. Well, this week, it was me, and I got the pink slip yesterday. Actually, it wasn't pink. It was a page of normal business paper indicating that I was an "exiting employee".
***Note that is "exiting", not "exciting".***
I wonder where the term "pink slip" came from? Do people still get pink slips? Apparently, things have changed, but change can be good...
I'm even surprising myself with how well I am taking this news.
I've had a few minutes of anger: "how dare they do this to me now, when I've just had a granddaughter, and John has been out of work for almost a year, and I'm almost ready to file bankruptcy!!!",
... a few minutes of feeling melancholy: "I remember the first time I walked into that building. I felt like I was in a place I could call home....",
...a few minutes of feeling sorry for myself: "Why not lay off a person that only works for spending money instead of me?",
... and a few minutes of paranoia: "...if only I'd given my boss (ooops....former boss) my tickets from the clambake...",
But mostly, I feel relieved to be given a lifeboat from a sinking ship. Hopefully, those still on board, can bale out the ship in time. Because even though I am no longer a part of the team, I hope for the sake of the owner, that the company will survive.
Maybe it's because I was prepared, or because I had a nice exit interview, or I'm still in shock, but I feel fine now.
(My meltdown may happen on Monday when reality hits!)
Keep me in mind if you hear of any job openings.....
Thanks for reading!
Ann Marie
