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Ah, redundancy ....


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You may recall that I took a voluntary redundancy at the end of last year and reolcated to my current job. You can imagine my joy when we were told that they need to cut another 1.7 million from an already lean budget. The 'R' word isnt being bandied around by management yet, but its only a matter of time.

 

I knew I should have been an Internet porn mogul.

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I have always worked for largish companies, for the first 20 years in reasonably good positions with which came the material trappings of success, you know, first class travel, the company Statesman, paid FAR more than I was worth, all that sort of shit. I know work for myself and what a revelation, wished I had done it 30 years ago. Don't have to kiss any bodies arse, Don't have any visting dignatories to suck up to, master of your own destiny. Now days as an employee, you take the shit that comes down because your bosses are tossers and or crooked. Look at the poor bastards that work or are suppliers to Parmalat, Enron etc

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I know its a bitch when these things happen, but 5 years ago my world turned to shit, In that year, my father died, my brother commited suicide, my marriage broke up, had no job and no cahnce of getting one, was hitting the piss to much. It all looked pretty bleak. Now I have a the best girl God ever made, a beutiful daughter and another in the oven, my own small business, and some great friends AND I live here in Thailand. there are Few men on this planet happier than the Ole' FB

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Arty,

 

Having myself just spent a full 12 months without full-time employment, I can empathise with your predicament and nervousness. :( In my case, too, unemployment was self-ordained: I chucked in my old post on the "firm promise" of a new position that suddenly fell through at the very last fucking minute (I'd even relocated to be nearer to the "new job" :cussing:) because some accountancy cunt threw a spanner in the works and the company decided not to offer a post after all. I had nothing down on paper, so I was up shit creek and paddle-less. ::

 

A year later, all I had to show for 12 months "between jobs" was a 7 kilo beergut, an addiction to sleeping pills, a fucked-up relationship with a woman I loved (and still do) due to my black moods, and a whopping overdraft. But I finally secured a new job that's ten times better than the evaporating one I was falsely promised (so fuck them! :neener:), and the salary's magic, so not just myself but my bank manager, too, may be able to put away the valium and whiskey soon. :rolleyes:

 

All I can say, mate, is be positive. Don't let life grind you down. You have your health: fuck the rest. Something will turn up. People like ourselves are not made to be blue. It doesn't suit us. :nono:

 

Also, in hindsight, I would advise you to enjoy your leisure time :D, the time you have now that you won't have when you're back in the harness. :( I spent most of my 12 months "off" sitting around drinking, moping and moaning and biting my nails, lying in bed all day, pissing all my friends off and generally turning into a feckless indolent bum. Christ, if only I had all that free time now... :doah:

 

Easy to say, harder to do, I know. But be lucky. Good luck. :hug:

 

jack :up:

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Thanks, FJ - you never cease to surprise me :)

 

As of this writing, they havent made any of us redundant - they are re-evaluating position descriptions and trying to reword them to get the most work from the smallest number of permanent positions. Fun stuff.

 

The main reason that it depresses me is that I remember how tough the 3 months were at the beginning of last year, applying for jobs and getting knocked back or, worse, absolutely no reply. Compared to your 12 month enforced holiday, tho, I was lucky.

 

Happy to hear that its all working out for yourself (and FB) - inspiring stuff, guys.

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Hi art,

Don't panic.

Eight years ago I was in the same position as you - uncertain about the future of my job (in the UK at that time). By June I was redundant, but had found something new in the middle east - a bit of a pay cut, but survivable. Worked there for four years and was then offered a job in LOS. Pay now is more than I was getting in UK - no complaints on that score.

Maybe a good idea to start looking around though - better than waiting until you really need something.

Khwai

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A few years ago I was head hunted and after almost 5 years in a fairly dependable, if not more than a little tedious, job I moved. The company had bad financial problems. Apart from the two owners I was the most senior in line.

 

We had regular meetings with a management consultant, at least once a month, over a 12 month period. I knew how crummy things were and apart from the fixed assets of leaseholds for premises etc, my salary was the largest monthly outgoing. The two bosses could have shunted me out but they were both nice guys. I could see they could get a guy in for half my wage and perhaps the company would weather the storm. So I fell on my sword and stated the obvious. The last meeting they had was just the two of them and the next day at work I asked if they'd made a decision. They were both very sheepish but admitted that it was the only thing they could do.

 

I was right. The company did weather the storm. Just. I went to another company for a considerably higher salary. After a health scare last year and a few other shitty things I jacked that better job in to "find myself" and rented my house out to three tossers who've been very tardy paying rent. So far I've found that I don't like working for others,like beer, found my way around Europe and back to LOS/PI which I love. But I knew that already. The upshot of all this was that a few months ago the company that made me redundant offered me my old job back. I'd been honest and straight with them. So things work out in the end. You don't know what's around the corner.

 

Still deciding though if I can give up sitting on my arse on the beach doing rack all for the sunny north west of England. ::

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