A year ago, there were six creatives on our team. Three art director/writer teams. We were overflowing our cubicles -- six of us in office space designed for two.
Last summer, three were let go.
Tuesday, another. Now we're just one art director/writer. No back up.
It's been storming and there's a tornado warning -- in February. Donald Trump just addressed Congress as President of the United States.*
I never thought my life would look like this.
*Actually, to be fair, it wasn't a bad/offensive speech -- though I did hate everything he said about Chicago. It's the fact of Donald Trump being President, standing in the Capitol. addressing Congress, quoting Lincoln, that still rattles me.
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.
Wednesday, March 01, 2017
... And then there were two
Posted by The Gal Herself at 3/01/2017 12:14:00 AM 1 comment:
Labels: Current affairs, Politics, Work
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