History teaches us that, if there are going to be lay offs, they will likely be on Tuesday, February 18. And I am worried.
Our client's fiscal year runs from February to February, and there are signs that they want to spend less with us. One are that I know about is travel expenses. Other areas, that I don't know about, could include our salaries.
My little creative team, which includes four of us in a single, over-sized office, just found out on Monday that we're being moved to an even smaller clown car ... I mean office. I'm not only unhappy about this because I hate the lack of privacy, but because of what I'm afraid it represents in terms of our value to this agency.
It occurs to me, too, that we were supposed to initiate performance appraisals in January. Well, January has come and gone and there was no additional word on the topic. And there wouldn't be ... if a blood bath was on the way.
I am worried. I am scared.
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These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Nerve-wracking! I hope all goes well for you.
ReplyDeleteOh poops. Keep the faith. We're with you.
ReplyDeletepraying ... again... for your protection!!!
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I know how awful the anticipation can be! I hope everything goes your way. :)
ReplyDeleteNot again! Fingers crossed and good vibes coming your way.
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