Stability
July 14, 2007

Ain't no such thing.

Despite the fact that I certainly crave a certain amount of stability, the world is, as always, an uncertain place. When I was first hired at ... hmmm ... let's call them ProductsOnline, the president of the company was very honest and upfront with me. ProductsOnline was having some issues. They were attempting to turn around the company, but they thought they had a good handle on it. That was in November of 2004. I started there as copywriter, but the president was influenced and intrigued by my web design skills as well. He was hoping to bring several design elements in-house and he thought my combo of writing and "skillz of an artist" (Strongbad quote ... Dragon/Trodgor email) would help the company.

Fast forward to a few months ago. I'm now definitely still the go-to person for words, but my primary job is far more design oriented. I've created banners for the retail store, signage, all sorts of design projects. I'm not the lead designer, but I'm darn happy to be designing. The company begins a re-structure. The business plan changes. The creative staff survive, but a lot of people don't. The executives want to make darn sure that the creative staff stays and stays happy. Two of the three of us do.

Scan forward to this past week.

The unexpected.

I have gotten new assignments in the past week. I'm working on them.

Office doors open and close. They're not usually closed, but it's not too unusual to have a closed-door meeting from time to time.

The company is to be sold. Or something. Paring down the staff again.

Not going forward with so many of the programs I've worked on since I was hired.

Nearly the entire staff is gone now.

Including the creative team. Including the guy who's been there since ProductOnline's inception.

Hence ... shock.

I have a nice "severance" package. It's called something else, but that's what it boils down to. Actually, it's more than "nice" ... but at moments like this ... it's hard to think in those terms.

Instead I think of the wretchedness I feel for my friends who are now out of work. Almost all of my friends at work have kids.

Lack of stability. No certainty in this world except change.

One door closes and another opens.

Still. It takes a moment to stare at that closed door which was once your shining open door of potential and opportunity ... it takes a moment to penetrate ... that door is closed now.

I don't know if being out of work and scrambling for a new job will make me quieter here ... or give me too much time to ruminate and share.

Life goes by pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Guess I'll do some looking around. emoticons/smile.gif

Posted by Red Monkey at July 14, 2007 7:28 AM | Struggles | | StumbleUpon Toolbar Stumble |

 

Jodi said:

I dunno I like the part of YOU being able ruminate more....

July 14, 2007 7:15 PM

Oh man. That sucks. I feel sorry for your friends and co-workers, though selfishly I'm glad that you're going to be OK.

July 17, 2007 1:05 PM
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