ravena_kade

Yesterday I had a half day. I was hoping to meet up with someone for lunch, but they were a no show.

I was supposed to leave at 10 AM. I started working at 5:09 AM and was running at stressed out speeds just to get things done. All the while feeling stressed about being let go...let go without the same package I had when I left the insurance company.

My back up received a phone call that I could hear was something good. She told me that she was offered a job and starts Sept 30th. I felt safe for a bit. I can take her work. I know it and it can be done remotely. It also better aligns me with the rest of the team. She will tell my boss Monday.

The we get an email from the new VP (that laid off the boss I really liked). He was not supposed to be in the office for 2 weeks as he was in Rhode Island and Pennsylvania. He sends out an email for a MANDATORY meeting. Never a good thing. I messaged by boss (who was working from home because she doesn't like traffic) and said that I would stay to 11 so I could attend the meeting. I said that I have reservations about this. She asked why. And I said because they are shifting work away from us and this is how you lay off a department. Please you may be my boss but I cannot play subservient when I feel threatened (not physically threatened, but financially). Her answer was "oh, right... okay. Yeah you should stay"

The weird thing is that my fight or flight flex kicks in and this is just not something that you run from or pick up a brick and beat someone with... so there is this adrenalin rush that I recognize, but there is no where for it to go...

So we go to the VPs office. There is no one from HR so I know we are safe, but he says we have good news and bad news. Okay. Well they have hired a new head of business operations to replace the last one that walked out on March 15th. A woman from NY who worked for Chase Bank and has experience. The bad news was the CEO of the US part of the bank just walked out Thursday night and will not return... That is HUGE for a bank. If this was an insurance company I would be preparing for a hostile take over, but I don't know if banks work that way.

So I left for the day. The person I wanted to have lunch with was a no show, but I had a text from a friend who was crying. Her boyfriend said that he loved her but really wanted to be with a younger more athletic woman...like Pamela Anderson in Bay Watch. Oi. Umm..Dear looser this woman loves you and would be good for you... even though you are a non working ex convict with a drinking problem and a pace maker that regally gives you electric shocks. The reason why a Pamela is not knocking at your door is because you have nothing to offer her. This woman here accepts and loves you for who you are and wants nothing from you but to be with you no matter what. Sigh. So I texted her and took the train to meet her and let her cry...

...and then we went out and cried over Mezcal drinks... and talked. And he texts her that he misses her...oi...

then she gets a call from this guys 77 year old friend saying that he came by to drop off some meds for him and here just ran over the mail box because he was upset... The 77 year old says
that he had words with the ex...basically saying that he needs to understand what a nice loving woman is and what a whore is (OMG I read that text so...) The friend says that he knows women since he had 6 wives... (oi) and that you don't let a gal like this go away for some white trash this that thinks you may have money...

Soo...she cried more and the 77 year old made us laugh. And we had more mescal....

and then I had to go home and food shop with Dad and cook him dinner...

...and I had a decent night sleep. Not sure if it was the relief of not being let go( now that we are loosing someone on the team) or if it was the mescal.

I do hope I helped my sad friend a bit.