CANned

I got laid. Off that is.

I did see this coming, I have to say. Still, I'm a little surprised, kinda pissed, a tad mopey, mostly freaked out and somewhat excited. This is a large emotional load to carry around all day, so I'm also quite tired.

I have been working for a website for the last two and almost a half years as an office manager, sales support coordinator and ad ops chick. Last November, the website was purchased by a startup company based in California. If you are working for a company and the words "due diligence" or "knowledge transfer" come up in your list of duties, run screaming for the hills. I have been through the wringer with this company for the last year and I wouldn't put my worst enemy through any of it. Not even Rachel.

I knew that a chunk of my duties were going to be shuffled off to the HQ in CA, but I was promised by the CEO and COO that I would stay on staff well after the transition was complete. They lied. Now the transition is complete and now I am redundant.

I could go into how much crap I've taken from them as well as the previous owner, how stressful this has been on me and how I feel that the ad director threw me under the bus, because I do feel all those things. But the truth of the matter is that I could have left at any time and I didn't. Maybe I was naive, maybe I was too hopeful, maybe I was just lazy, but I didn't get off my ass and get a new job.

The last few weeks have been really weird too, no one has been speaking directly to me or including me in email chains that have to do specifically with my job. I was flown out to California a few weeks ago to finally meet everyone at the HQ, and it was like I was invisible. Since my termination has been announced, not one person in the company has contacted me to say anything. Even my direct supervisor, who I have worked closely with for years hasn't contacted me. Prior to the day they announced they were letting me go, we talked multiple times a day. That's just shitty.

Now, over the next three weeks which will be the last three weeks of my job, I get to train all the new kids that will be taking over my job. Not that I ever would, but how fun would it be to employ a little monkey wrenching. Too bad I'm so nice. Goddammit.

This was not a job I was in love with, by any stretch, so that's where the excitement comes in. I have a habit of jobs just showing up for me whenever I need them. I have been wanting to get out of this job for months and the universe gave me the kick in the ass I needed. Let's hope that the universe is a gracious and helpful as it usually is when it comes to my employment.