Take your photos down
December 13th 2006 04:33
Well there was a saga that y'all missed while I was offline. My boss had his cancer return, well it wasn't cancer, but something related to his previous cancer battle. It meant he suddenly went away to the hospital for many weeks and I was left alone to run the business with no help. I couldn't even call him because he was so doped up and knocked out by the operations and recovery. There were good things to this new situation - namely I can turn up late everyday and blast my hip-hop through the office. And there were many bad things - namely dealing with sexist clients who would demand answers for questions I never knew existed.
Of course this all happened at the perfect timing of the week before I was meant to become permanent - complete with holiday pay, maternity leave and future security! Here I was, 3 months pregnant feeling things were working out perfect and then BAM SLAM "I might close the business in January". He couldn’t promise me continuing work, nor guarantee that he wouldn't have work but renewed me until January with a little bit of 'holiday' time). Now how the crap am I meant to waddle up to job interviews with my big belly?
"Yes I really am ready to take my next step into my career but in 3 months I'll need a few months off to have a baby. Is tat ok?" Anti-discrimination my ass - no one is going to hire a big fat pregnant mumma! So I'm facing the arrival of a new baby, and the loss of income in 2007. We're barely making rent as it is...
So today I accepted my destiny. After weeks of feeling "he might feel better by January and continue with the business" something clicked. All signs are pointing to the fact that the business will close for good at the most, and will downsize at least. Being one of TWO employees, it's obvious downsizing means the same thing to me - unemployment. I unpacked the picnic basket I just received form my pal ebay, and I carefully packed away my kid's photos that usually sit on my desk smiling up at me, reminding me why I need to work.
Of course this all happened at the perfect timing of the week before I was meant to become permanent - complete with holiday pay, maternity leave and future security! Here I was, 3 months pregnant feeling things were working out perfect and then BAM SLAM "I might close the business in January". He couldn’t promise me continuing work, nor guarantee that he wouldn't have work but renewed me until January with a little bit of 'holiday' time). Now how the crap am I meant to waddle up to job interviews with my big belly?
"Yes I really am ready to take my next step into my career but in 3 months I'll need a few months off to have a baby. Is tat ok?" Anti-discrimination my ass - no one is going to hire a big fat pregnant mumma! So I'm facing the arrival of a new baby, and the loss of income in 2007. We're barely making rent as it is...
So today I accepted my destiny. After weeks of feeling "he might feel better by January and continue with the business" something clicked. All signs are pointing to the fact that the business will close for good at the most, and will downsize at least. Being one of TWO employees, it's obvious downsizing means the same thing to me - unemployment. I unpacked the picnic basket I just received form my pal ebay, and I carefully packed away my kid's photos that usually sit on my desk smiling up at me, reminding me why I need to work.
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