That's when I will find out what's going on with my career.
On the one hand, it can't be too dire. They don't generally give you two days' notice that you're being let go.
On the other hand, why not just tell me today? Why make an appointment days in advance if you already know what you're going to do with me?
I suspect this has to do with our St. Louis sister agency. One of our directors is going to be down there, meeting with them, at the same time that I'm going to be in the conference room learning my fate. Coincidence? I think not.
I'm trying not to freak out too much.
I am not altogether successful.
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.
My word--that's a crappy thing to happen in your birthday week!
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