And all I got was an automated email wishing me “well”.
Not even a mention in a Teams chat, let alone any kind of reward. I used to listen to my grandfather and father tell stories of getting gold lapel pins or entire vacations for 5, 10, 15-year anniversaries.
My reward? I got put on a PIP last week. Oh, and our government has just decided that no matter how long you’ve worked somewhere, you’ll only get one year paid out. If I was fired today, they’d have to accumulate 10 years of extra payments. Later this year, just the one. Which is what they’re waiting for undoubtedly.
So, happy monday everyone! As a gift to myself I’ve decided to give extra little fucks about anything today.
EDIT: thanks for all the well-wishes, it’s honestly appreciated! Warms my cold, dead heart a mite.
About a decade ago, I became the fortunate recipient of some very unfortunate information. A C-level exec at another office mistakenly printed a document to the printer outside my office door.
It was a spreadsheet related to the yet unannounced acquisition of the company detailing who was going to stay and who was getting canned.
I got a couple things from that unfortunate Easter egg. First, inside information which allowed me to get the hell out of there well before the shit hit the fan.
Second, a sobering reminder that no matter what any organization says about their culture or their employees, at the end of the day, you are nothing but a name on spreadsheet. Whether your name has green highlights or red is entirely subjective. It may even be up to someone who doesn’t even know who you are. If the company stands to make a potential profit from firing you, they will. Feel free to treat them the same way.
I think this is why I don’t want to go back to big corporate jobs.
They have layoffs and you have zero merits or value unless you can get someone in the room to vouch for you.
The deeper the org chart the less worth you have, and there are a lot of people who are not worth much but are great at socializing and will always get prioritized.