gwyn | (no subject)

So, I just got home. I was laid off this afternoon, completely unexpectedly. I mean, I knew the new head guy hated me, like he hates most of the people who work in the productin department, but I wasn't expecting this at all because I've been so busy and doing fairly high level stuff. I have no idea how I'm going to pay for Escapade, let alone get to Vividcon this year. And I'm sick to my stomach and in tears because I sent home all my goof-off files -- stories, travel confirmations, etc, and they were all embargoed, apparently because they shut off my e-mail. Even my unsubscribe command to the copyediting list didn't go out. I lost the experimental Buffy piece I was working on. The last copy I had of it here was ancient, and all the work I did in the past few days is gone. I can't possibly recreate it because it's so odd and all about meter and structure and such. And apparently it's just gone.

I wrote and told my boss that I didn't send myself anything confidential or companyish. I don't know if she can get them to release the emails or not. Even if they're not vanished. So it's not just bad enough to feel like your whole life has fallen into the toilet, but you've lost tons of personal creative stuff too... Lesson for everyone -- pay better attention to the HR guy when he's telling you you can't do anything with e-mail as you're getting your pink slip.

I'm trying not to cry, but it's hard. I've put so much work into this place that has treated us shabbily for so long. There's little work for editors in Seattle, and what there is is unreliable and grossly underpaid. I won't be able to afford benefits, but I have health problems. I'm poorer now than I've been in years. And my computer is giving me major problems. Just when I needed this job most, it's taken away from me. I really hated the new guy, and now I guess I hate him even more. My boss is more upset than I am, I think, and freaking that I would never take a freelance job from her if it came up. Mostly I want to crawl into a hole and die. I feel humiliated and small and hopeless.

Oh well, i guess I'll have lots of time to catch up on my Netflix gift subscription, and make my dad's video.

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Oh, shit -- I'm so sorry. Take care of yourself.

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{big huge hugs}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

Didn't I read that a group is driving down the coast from Oregon or Washington to Escapade recently?

Or did you meant that you have flight tickets that you need to pay for?

Oh my God -- Gwyn, I am so, so sorry.

What a terrible thing to have happen. So out-of-the-blue!

I am cursing the New Guy on your behalf.

I know there's probably nothing I can do, but if there is, please let me know. And in the absence of anything productive or helpful, please at least know that I'm thinking of you and that I'm really, really sorry this happened.

Here's hoping a fabulous new job falls right into your lap...

OMG, I'm so terribly sorry, hon!!! I hope you'll find something real soon!!! Please don't let that affect how you feel about yourself, though!!! You are not your job and are just as smart and bright and talented as you were before jerk new headguy got you fired.

And so sorry about losing all your creative stuff.

*HUGS*

Oh, Gwyn, I'm so sorry to hear that. I've been in that position and it's just so hard to think.

::hugs::

Oh, I'm so sorry that this has happened. I hope that everything works out for you - I know people who have been made redundant and it's actually been a stepping stone to a new, better job so I hope that becomes your experience too. Hang in there, kid.

Gwyn, I'm so sorry. I know it has to feel overwhelming. If there is anything I can do, just hollar. You have my number.

((((Big Hugs))))

I'm so sorry, Gwyn.

I'm so sorry this has happened.

::hugs and tea and prayers::

::sympathy:: Even when it's a lousy job, it *hurts* to lose it involuntarily. Wish I had a magic wand to wave it away...

Oh, I'm so sorry! And that feeling of losing your stuff, and not being able to think... yeah, I've seen that a lot, since I get to do some of the HR stuff around here, and I've been there, as well. If it's any consolation at all, it's pretty gut-wrenching for them that have to carry out the orders, too. Tomorrow, you might ask your boss if you could have CDs of your files, if they won't email them. We do that all the time, because our IT admin knows that people keep personal stuff on their hard drives. They're not obligated to be reasonable, but if your boss wants you to work for her later, she might be more inclined to plead your cause.

Hugs.

Oh shit. Damn.

That just bites.

There isn't a whole lot of anything that I can do, but if I see any job postings for editors, I'll definitely send them your way.

{{{{hugs}}}}

So sorry you were treated this way, but I know you will find something better.

Even when you are unhappy somewhere, it hurts to find out a boss didn't want you, so give yourself time to deal with it.

Don't burn any bridges, and find out if your immediate boss can give you a personal recommendation if not a company recommendation.

Good luck to you.

(((((Aw sweetie)))))****

Prayers for you.

I'm so sorry. That's really awful. Getting laid off really hurts. Makes you feel all miserable, on top of the obvious financial problems. Hang in there.

I was laid off this afternoon, completely unexpectedly.

{{{{gwyn}}}}

I'm so sorry. :(

Delurking to say that I'm so very sorry. I know what it's like to get laid off unexpectedly and have no idea what you're going to do next.

Just wanted to give you a virtual hug... and I hope things start looking up for you soon.

Holy shit, Gwyn! I'm so, so sorry! I can't believe this--how awful! I don't know what else to say beyond that, at .least at the moment--I just woke up from a nightmare during my nap, and now I feel like I know where the nightmare came from.

*massive, massive hugs*

*hugs*

I am so sorry to read this. I offer you virtual chocolate even though I know it's not going to really help at all. I don't know what else to say except this really sucks and I really wish this hadn't happened to you.

Love,
Yseult

That absolutely sucks. I know how it hurts.

::Hugs you very hard::

Ah, hell.

That's just wretched.

Oh, Gwyn.

I am so very, very sorry. Words cannot express my bafflement, but all cries of "this is illegal!" won't help you much.

Please, don't despair-- this must be such a big shock, and I just wish I could just hop a plane, comfort you, and tell those bastards at your company off by slapping them left and right with big codices of your rights.

Work is insane. Editing sucks. Unemployment runs out. Having been out of work since the end of February last year, I truly feel for the bottom suddenly dropping out of things for you, Gwyn. I trust your "vacation" in limbo will be shorter and more pleasant than mine has been.

Many, many, many good wishes for you to surf across these breakers and end up on good dry ground.

Okay. Just because I lack the perfect words is no reason to stay silent. I'm here. And E and I would love to feed you dinner one night at Escapade to alleviate some of the pressure of the trip.

Or whatever else you need. Just holler and we'll figure something out.

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