There are major changes afoot at my company.
It’s too bad, really. I thought we were doing pretty well. 2017 was one of our best fiscal years ever, in the entire company’s history. (And we aren’t a young company, I assure you.) But at the end of last year or towards the beginning of this year, we got a company-wide email announcing a restructuring initiative. There’s even a special name for it—no, I can’t tell you what it is. Unfortunately, the name is public knowledge and you could probably find where I worked if I told you. And then I wouldn’t be able to blog at all anymore, which would be sad.
But I digress. As so often happens, the executives are doing a really bad job of communicating all of this, and people are scared. There are rumors flying around the company of whose jobs will eliminated and when. Rumor has it the ax will fall on a few hundred people in the coming weeks. What departments these people work in is a mystery thus far.
The scary thing is this fear has spread to my department, at least somewhat. There are some people who think they’re invincible, of course. But I talked to three other coworkers and they all agree that the ax eventually may fall on our department, too. It probably won’t be until the latter part of the year, but it could happen. It probably will happen.
Sigh. Just another week of Corporate Drama. Who knew the working world could contain such… excitement.
You guys, I’m feeling a bit demoralized tonight. Remember when a person at work got a promotion and I didn’t and I was upset? Well, I’ve been channeling my rage into job applications. (Actually, “rage” is too strong a word. I promise I’m not walking around in a perpetual state of enragement! But I like the way it sounds in that sentence.) I’ve put a fair amount of them in at various companies. I’ve heard nothing yet, though. I know hiring can take forever—many a hiring manager has said this to me. But I can’t help but thinking that the fact that all my applications have been for out-of-state positions isn’t helping.
Is there any way to get around this, short of moving to a new city without a job? I’m very, very, very reluctant to do that. I hate the idea of not having money coming in, plus I had to fight tooth and nail to get a job in this industry anyway. I’m reluctant to leave a job without another one lined up. Yet, I do realize that actually being a lot closer to where the jobs I’ve applied to are located might help.
Or maybe I’m just being too impatient. I haven’t applied to that many positions yet, in the whole scheme of things. (A person can only fill out so many of those applications at once without wanting to scream.) I do have more positions on my list that I’m planning to apply to. Hopefully someone will get back to me for an interview—and make me an offer. Fingers crossed…
This has been the weirdest spring I’ve experienced in a long time. We’ve had some warm days, but it’s going down to forty or so tonight. That’s ridiculous. I live in the southeast. I’m not in the Balmy Tropics anymore, but still, spring where I live is usually quite nice. Today it was fifty and cloudy and windy. In April. I know they say April showers bring May flowers, but what does April coldness bring?! It has been so cold here this month.
Anyway, I hope everyone’s had a good Sunday. I’m reading, trying to stay warm, and psyching myself up for work tomorrow. Not that work is that bad. Sometimes, it’s just hard to wake up and go in on a Monday.
I don’t think I said this publicly, but one of my goals is to write every day this month, both on this blog and my fiction. So far I’ve accomplished both, but it can be hard to come up with blog topics some days. Today is one of those days.
So I figured I’d blog about one of my favorite activities: writing fiction! Specifically, how writing fiction relates to my life as a whole.
I had a work event tonight—a happy hour with food (let’s face it, people, I only went for the free food because free food is awesome)—and when I got home, I was thinking how no one at work knows I write. It’s not that I’ve deliberately kept it a secret. I just kind of haven’t ever brought up my writing in conversation.
Honestly, I like keeping some aspects of my life private from my coworkers. I’ve recently realized that a lot of my coworkers follow each other on social media, especially Facebook. Personally, that would drive me nuts. Longtime readers will know I ditched Facebook and don’t regret it one bit, but even if I had it, I can’t imagine adding people from work. I just don’t want everyone I know knowing all my business all the time.
I suppose that means my writing will remain unspoken of at work unless I decide otherwise. That’s fine with me. It’s not like I don’t have other hobbies to talk about—I’ve worn knitted and crocheted things to demonstrate my crafting prowess (and to be fashionable because everything I make is fashionable, obviously)—and my coworkers know I read a lot. But for now, the fiction writing will remain a secret. I wouldn’t be opposed to finding a local writing group, though. That could definitely be fun…
We have officers’ meeting this week at my company. I really should go, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to motivate myself to get up that early. It’s not too terribly early—it starts at 8:30—but with traffic and walking in from the parking lot (I have to walk two blocks to get to our building), I’d have to get up and leave substantially earlier than usual.
In case you were wondering, yes, I am an officer at the company and no, it’s not nearly as cool as it sounds. Officers are a dime a dozen at my company. If I had to guess, I’d say that at least half of our employees are officers. Including, of course, yours truly. Like I said, it sounds a lot fancier than it actually is—but I’d take being an officer over not being any officer any day.
Now that I think about it, I need to write a novel (somewhat) based on my experiences at work. I bet some of you wouldn’t believe some of the things I’ve seen!
Thank you to everyone who commented on my previous post. I recognized some commenters who I didn’t realize still read this blog—not that I’m complaining, of course. I love my readers! And I do plan on replying to those comments tomorrow, hopefully.
I am still in a bit of shock over the situation. But I’m adjusting—and more importantly, job searching.
I was going to post my writing reports for February and March today—really, I was. I didn’t get a chance to draft that post last night, though, because I was reeling in shock from some news at work.
A whole wave of promotions went out yesterday. The bad news: I, your humble correspondent, was not promoted. (Not that I expected to be, since I would have had advance notice prior to the announcement, and I did not receive such notice.) The worse news: one of the people promoted is someone who started at the company around the same time I did and barely does any work. She rampantly takes time off work, claims to be sick and then doesn’t record in our system the full time she takes off, and definitely doesn’t meet the criteria for promotion. Yet, she was promoted to the next level. I was not.
I felt so demoralized I almost didn’t show up for work today. I did end up going in and getting a lot done, though I was a bit later than I expected to be. My internet went down this morning. Prior to the announcement of promotions yesterday, I would have waited until I got home from work to call the internet company. Now, in light of the promotions? I called this morning before work and went through the little automated troubleshooter to fix it. Hey, if people who barely work get promoted, why should I stress over ten lousy minutes, right?
I don’t regret coming to work for this company. I was in a very toxic situation before. As one of the managers at my toxic old job said, “You’ll see things here that you won’t see in ten years somewhere else.” He was right and I was right to leave. But what yesterday made clear to me is it’s time to move on from my current job. People, I busted my butt working last year. The slacker I mentioned above barely worked at all. Yet she was promoted and I wasn’t? If that’s not a clear sign it’s time to move on, I don’t know what is.
Wow, you guys. I just realized I spent over one month without blogging. I didn’t blog at all in March! I blame The Crisis that began last year and is still going on. Sigh. It’s stolen so much writing time from me (both fiction and blogging), which is so frustrating.
Anyway, what have I been up to for these past several weeks? Let’s see…
- Performance reviews took place at work back in March and mine was really good. I got a raise, too. It wasn’t too much, but it was more than I had last year.
- I’ve been reading a lot—what else is new, right?! 😉
- I’ve been slowly editing one of my manuscripts. Editing takes forever, you guys. My word counts have been low but I’ve made progress on a lot of my scenes. I still need to post the writing report from February in addition to March!
- I’ve been doing my best to keep up with Russian. I don’t really read political news much anymore, but I try to read articles on cultural and history-related websites. And I am rather partial to craft blogs, especially those of knitters and crocheters.
- I changed the theme of this blog back to Penscratch but I’m not sure if I like it or not…
- Thrawn: Alliances comes out in fewer than four months! (It was exactly four months as of March 24.) Get excited if you’re a Star Wars fan. Or a Thrawn fan. Or a Timothy Zahn fan. This book is going to be so awesome and I will tell you precisely why tomorrow.
I hope everyone had a good March and is having a good April so far.
Oh, and by the way: Happy Easter!
It’s been a dreadfully rainy weekend here u Natashi (at Natasha’s), which means outside activity (i.e. walking) has been impossible. Therefore, I’ve mainly been inside reading, writing, and making macaroni and cheese.
The reading material has consisted mainly of nonfiction. In fact, I’ve read nonfiction almost exclusively this year thus far, but more on that in a later post. The most recent book I finished was Albert Speer’s Spandau: The Secret Diaries.
I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve read that book. I think I read it a few in high school, but it’s been over ten years since I read it. I think I remembered the book as better than it actually is. Don’t be me wrong, it’s fascinating as a historical document, but I’d forgotten how miserable and depressed Speer was at times, which makes those sections difficult to read.
As for writing, I didn’t write at all yesterday, but I’ve done 2,000 words so far today. My book is rapidly approaching the end, so things are getting very exciting and dramatic. I love writing epic confrontation scenes between characters and my poor protagonist is about to have the biggest confrontation of her life. (Granted, she’s only seventeen, so she hasn’t exactly had that many confrontations before, but there are some nasty surprises awaiting her.)
I have to work tomorrow, but I wish I had another day off to write fiction and write more blog entries… and to spend some time walking since I couldn’t go on a walk this weekend. Too bad I couldn’t have worked today during all the rain so that I could have tomorrow, which is supposed to be nice and sunny, off!
If there’s one complaint I have about most weekends, it’s that they’re too short. Seriously, I have so much to blog about, but no time to do it. It’s not like I was sitting around wasting time online this weekend (that’s definitely something I have been known to do…). I was out and about, running errands, walking around in the freezing cold (for exercise, not the errands), and listening to my audiobook. And now it’s Sunday night and I feel like I didn’t get anything done! Well, I did make a ton of progress on my photos organization project today, so that’s a good thing. But I didn’t blog or write fiction or even read very much.
When are three-day weekends going to become a thing?! I, for one, eagerly await such a development.