This is all to say that my job ends Thursday next week. And I was coming to terms with the end of the job. I've applied for jobs, I've gotten rejection letters (on Christmas Eve? Necessary? No), and I've gotten shortlisted for pre-interview tests. On top of that the Dream Job of all Dream Jobs has just been advertised.
Yes, I'm coming to terms with the fact that unemployment looms, and I even was beginning to look forward to it! Imagine all the blogging and yoga I can do! Imagine all the baking! Imagine!
But last week, they essentially re-advertised for my job (you know the one that wasn't needed any more, the reason I'm leaving in the first place...yes, that one). They did it without really telling me it was happening. They did it ignoring a lot of the recommendations I made on what would make for better roles.
I think it goes without saying that I'm not feeling great about my workplace at the moment. In fact, on Thursday I spent the day at my desk fighting off tears.
I keep waking up in the mornings horrified and angry all over again. So, that's why I'm writing this, I don't think that talking to anyone at work will change anything and I'm honestly not looking for a change. I'm looking for an acknowledgement that this could have and should have been handled better. And since that won't happen, I'm hoping that writing about my disappointment and anger will make this last week less...painful.
I think it makes it worse that I like the people I work with, and I love the organisation and what they do - and that's what hurts. Because now that love is waning.
So there it is, that's what's new with me.
How are you?