We had layoffs at work yesterday. One person in my department, a really good friend, got laid off. She handled it amazingly well (far better than I would have in her place), was very gracious and professional. Stayed until 7:30 to tie up some loose ends and then wrote a very moving farewell email message.
I am really fricking depressed. I pulled into my garage after work and sat there crying for a few minutes. I wish I could say that made me feel better, but it didn’t.
There’s more, but I can’t.
UPDATED TO ADD: Trying to stay positive, have emailed all my professional contacts to get the word out and help her find a job. Still sucks.
3 comments:
Oh, man. I agree. It really is sucky out there. And those with jobs don't feel any better than those without. I tend to have a "waiting for the other shoe to drop" personality.
Hope your efforts for your friend are fruitful.
I'm sorry for your friend and hope she finds something soon.
bridget: exactly! I also almost have a case of "survivor's guilt," you know? It is the worst.
cee: thank you, my friend! She seems to be in fairly good spirits, considering.
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