There’s a large empty cardboard box on my desk at the Space Station. I wonder if they’re eager to get rid of me? Heh. At any rate, I’m playing along and packing up my desk. Heaven forbid the station have any kind personality – once I’m gone, not a single desk will have any pictures or toys or anything that is not a computer. I suppose it makes perfect business sense though; nothing says “we’re an internet software company” like a bleak and sterile work environment.
The box really bothers me, though. Yes, at the moment I’m hormonal and over-sensitive, but it all just feels like a huge slap in the face. It’s been fun, guys. See you on the flip side – sucks for you that I’m not actually leaving and just working from home, but you know. Take your joy where you can find it.
Am I ever going to find a place where I’m an appreciated, valued member of the team? This place started out so well, and quickly went to shit. I routinely get in trouble for trying to do my job – for example, the VP is pissed at me for “yelling” at him, except I wasn’t so much yelling as I was trying to get his attention to ask him not to hold his extremely loud conversation with Talkie Guy right in front of my desk while I was on the phone with a client. I’m just so disheartened by it all – in addition to the big cardboard hint on my desk, I found that I’ve been removed from all the pertinent email accounts that I use for my job. It honestly doesn’t feel so much like I’m being moved to other work as it does I’m being REmoved. It’s not a good feeling.
Back to packing, then.
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You never know, the project work might go really well. However, working from home might also be a good opportunity to start looking around to see what else is out there.
I’m with Jailyn – points for getting to work from home, now use some of that time to find a new Space Station.
Just think of all the blogging you can get done!
They’re simply doing this to cover their tracks in case you’d called Revenue Canada in the past month or two. They want you out of the office so that there is no doubt that you’re a contractor – that way it’s harder to prove that you weren’t a contractor. And the beauty for them is, when they terminate your contract for some superfluous reason in the next six months or so, you won’t even get EI.
They’re bad people.
(Perhaps I, too, am a wee bit hormonal today…)
(BTW, they’re probably just mad at you because you’ve caused their payroll to swell now that they have to pay taxes on all of their employees as of August 1st.)
(If you hadn’t said anything, they’d still be exploiting everybody. You’re a crusader for justice. Loud Guy has you to thank for his CPP benefits… Er… Hmm :)
you are a very sick person indeed Kimli
Aww, thanks. I’m feeling much better, though.
Enjoy the blinds.