{"id":870,"date":"2003-12-13T15:10:34","date_gmt":"2003-12-13T15:10:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sunpig.com\/mt-entry-870.html"},"modified":"2006-09-23T19:30:11","modified_gmt":"2006-09-23T19:30:11","slug":"on-being-laid-off","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sunpig.com\/martin\/2003\/12\/13\/on-being-laid-off\/","title":{"rendered":"On being laid off"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s obviously no such thing as a good time to be <a href=\"http:\/\/sunpig.com\/martin\/archives\/2003\/12\/11\/the_sorry_tale_of_tribune_insurance\/\">laid off from work<\/a>.  Some times, however, are worse than others.  Five weeks after joining a company, two weeks before Christmas, and a month and a half before your new baby is due has got be hitting the red zone of the bad-o-meter.  I&#8217;m curious, therefore, why I don&#8217;t feel utterly miserable.  I mean, I&#8217;ve been pretty down for the last few months anyway&#8211;why hasn&#8217;t this tipped me over the edge into gloom and despair?<\/p>\n<p>Yes, I&#8217;m bummed out about 40,000 people suddenly finding themselves without home insurance, and I feel really bad about all of my colleagues who had been at Tribune a lot longer than I had.  I hadn&#8217;t been there long enough to build up any kind of real attachment to the company, but there were a lot of people there who were very bitter and angry about being let down in this way.  I spent an hour and a half yesterday afternoon alongside now-former colleagues, queuing in the cold outside the company&#8217;s closed doors, waiting to fill out redundancy papers.  There were some laughs and joking around, but it was gallows humour.<\/p>\n<p>Yet I feel like a cloud has been lifted from me.  It makes me wonder how happy I really was there.  While I was looking for jobs in September, Tribune was the first company to offer me a position, and (after a certain amount of talking) I accepted it.  I wonder if I might not have been too hasty at the time, choosing a <em>good<\/em> offer quickly rather than taking my time to wait for the <em>best<\/em> offer.  (If there is such a thing.)  At the time, though, I wasn&#8217;t feeling too good about myself.  My self-confidence was at a pretty low ebb, and I was finding it hard to believe (<em>really<\/em> believe, rather than just hoodwinking myself with the available, reasonably positive evidence) that anyone would want to employ me.<\/p>\n<p>Things are different now, though.  Even though I was only there for five weeks, I did some good work at Tribune&#8211;work that <em>I<\/em> felt good about&#8211;and that has gone a long way to fixing some of the doubts I had about myself and about my future in the computer industry.  Ignoring for a moment the financial constraints imposed by the lack of a job, I&#8217;m looking forward to having a short break from work.  (Because let&#8217;s face it, the chances of finding anything before New Year are pretty slim.)<\/p>\n<p>If there&#8217;s anything I&#8217;ve felt short of recently, it&#8217;s time.  Time to play with Alex, time to read some books, time to work on this web site, time to prepare for Christmas.  (Christmas, argh.  I can&#8217;t remember the last time I felt so unprepared for the holiday season, and so completely devoid of any kind of seasonal cheer.)  I know I&#8217;m going to have to devote a lot of my free time to looking for a job, but there&#8217;s a big gap in my mindscape where the nine-to-five used to be, and that feels extraordinarily liberating.  Its absence won&#8217;t last, but I think I&#8217;m in a good position right now to do two things:  1) enjoy the space and time while it&#8217;s there, and 2) fill the gap with a job that will really work <em>for me<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>When live gives you lemons, you&#8217;re supposed to make lemonade, or lemon meringue pie, or lemon curd, or something.  I&#8217;m certainly trying.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><b>Update:<\/b> Another reason to feel glad about not working at Tribune any more is that essentially, they were a bunch of crooks.  It looks like one of their major underwriters stopped backing their policies about a year ago, and yet Tribune continued to sell policies.  That doesn&#8217;t happen by accident, and it doesn&#8217;t just get overlooked at a monthly board meeting.  Senior managers <em>must<\/em> have known that they were operating illegally, and that makes them crooks.<\/p>\n<p>The story is hitting the national news now:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><a href=\"http:\/\/news.bbc.co.uk\/1\/hi\/programmes\/moneybox\/3316043.stm\">BBC Money Box<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a href=\"http:\/\/news.bbc.co.uk\/1\/hi\/scotland\/3312701.stm\">BBC News<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a href=\"http:\/\/news.independent.co.uk\/business\/news\/story.jsp?story=472426\">The Independent<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a href=\"http:\/\/www.telegraph.co.uk\/money\/main.jhtml?xml=\/money\/2003\/12\/12\/cntrib12.xml&amp;menuId=242&amp;sSheet=\/money\/2003\/12\/12\/ixcity.html\">The Telegraph<\/a><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s obviously no such thing as a good time to be <a href=\"http:\/\/sunpig.com\/martin\/archives\/2003\/12\/11\/the_sorry_tale_of_tribune_insurance\/\">laid off from work<\/a>.  Some times, however, are worse than others.  Five weeks after joining a company, two weeks before Christmas, and a month and a half before your new baby is due has got be hitting the red zone of the bad-o-meter.  I&#8217;m curious, therefore, why I don&#8217;t feel utterly miserable.  I mean, I&#8217;ve been pretty down for the last few months anyway&#8211;why hasn&#8217;t this tipped me over the edge into gloom and despair?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-870","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sunpig.com\/martin\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/870","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sunpig.com\/martin\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sunpig.com\/martin\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sunpig.com\/martin\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sunpig.com\/martin\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=870"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/sunpig.com\/martin\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/870\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sunpig.com\/martin\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=870"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sunpig.com\/martin\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=870"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sunpig.com\/martin\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=870"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}