Thursday, June 30, 2016

Someone threw a bomb into the clown car

Came around the corner today, toward our cramped little four-people-in-an-office-designed-for-two space and saw telltale green and white packing boxes.

"Fuck," said I, ever eloquent,"Are we moving again?"

Two of my coworkers/officemates just stared at me blankly.

"Are we moving again?" I repeated.

"I was let go," the taller, skinnier coworker said, proceeding to put his personal belongings into his box.

"Me, too, and Charlie," said my rounder, friendlier coworker, referencing one of the few creatives who doesn't work in our cramped cubicle.

I started to sweat. "How did you find out?" I asked.

"Phone call," Tall said. I looked at my phone but didn't see the message light. I dropped my purse and computer bag and went looking for my boss. He was talking to AD.

"Do you want to talk to me about anything?" I asked.

"Nope," he said. "I mean, of course I want to discuss this with you. But it's done and it's over and this is as far as it goes."

So yesterday there were six of us on the team. Today there are three.

I'm comforted that I made the cut, and my boss said later it wasn't even "a close decision" as to which writers and art director he would keep. On the other hand, it's sad to see people over 50 lose their jobs. Round friendly coworker has a speech impediment, and is desperately uncomfortable with the thought of interviewing.

And it's nice to know that I'm not nuts. I mean, I knew something was up. I'm intuitive enough to sense the change in the political barometer, but not to understand what what it all meant.

But it's sad. It's disruptive. It's sobering to remember that, in advertising, it's more unusual to be kept than it is to be let go.


  1. I hope this is the last cuts for awhile so it's no longer looming on the horizon.

  2. It's always a mixed bag. You are glad that you made it but so much sadness for those who didn't. I worked for a radio station that one held an "emergency 3PM meeting. When we came in someone said "Sales and administration go to sales room. On-air & programing go to the conference room." I was in sales at the time. Everyone in the conference room (all djs and programing, production & such) got fired. Those who remained were told only that the format would change at midnight...

  3. Your spidey-sense was on it and I'm glad you made the cut and I also understand how difficult it must be for your co-workers. That is never a good feeling, no matter when or how it comes about.

  4. I'm glad you're safe, and I wish lots of success for your former teammates. This has to be so unsettling.

  5. Good lord that is so sad. I hope your co-workers are going to be re-employed soon.
    I'm glad you're safe, truly glad.

    The old AT&T did that to a lot of workers (DH included) back in the day, AND froze their pensions. It's the way of all corporations nowadays, not just advertising. Union Busting ala Reagan.

  6. Glad you kept your job. Such a cutthroat world these days. Take care of yourself.


Sorry about adding Comment Moderation, folks. But look at the bright side, at least I've gotten rid of word verification!