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May. 23rd, 2018 04:35 pmJust got notice that the company I work for is closing in six months.
It's not a complete surprise. The writing has been on the wall since I was hired and our client hasn't exactly made a secret of how much they'd rather do what we do in house. But it's still a shock that after all these contract fights it's finally happening, and at a time when our client needs out expertise and support the most. But they've also constantly belittled & disrespected us and our work so - meh, fuck em.
I always knew this job wouldn't last forever. It couldn't. But the timing really sucks. We're only going to be in Michigan for another year, year and a half. My wife will be taking a pay cut soon. Lady Jr is still in daycare. It's too early to make any plans based around my (potential/budding/incipient) writing career. And we'd been thinking of trying for a second soon, but... well. Money was already a worry.
I'm less sad about the money and more sad about the loss of freedom. This job was a lucky find and a lucky break. Work at home and pretty much set my own hours and still get paid enough to justify daycare? Heck yes. That's just not something you find in the U.S.
And having *had* such a job, I just can't imagine going back to being a desk monkey or having to work 40 hours a week. Or - shudder - deal with time clocks again. This job was a dream. How do I move back to reality?
I don't know, but at least I have a decent chunk of time to look at all my disparate skills and try to land with both feet on the proverbial ground when this ship finally sinks (lookit me, mixing metaphors like a boss). Honestly, I would love to do something physical and outside, but unfortunately all those jobs wouldn't pay enough to justify daycare (daycare is fucking expensive).
So what can I do with a background in customer service, foreclosure, property assessment, and now programming webtrainings?
Fuck if I know. There has to be something, right?
It's not a complete surprise. The writing has been on the wall since I was hired and our client hasn't exactly made a secret of how much they'd rather do what we do in house. But it's still a shock that after all these contract fights it's finally happening, and at a time when our client needs out expertise and support the most. But they've also constantly belittled & disrespected us and our work so - meh, fuck em.
I always knew this job wouldn't last forever. It couldn't. But the timing really sucks. We're only going to be in Michigan for another year, year and a half. My wife will be taking a pay cut soon. Lady Jr is still in daycare. It's too early to make any plans based around my (potential/budding/incipient) writing career. And we'd been thinking of trying for a second soon, but... well. Money was already a worry.
I'm less sad about the money and more sad about the loss of freedom. This job was a lucky find and a lucky break. Work at home and pretty much set my own hours and still get paid enough to justify daycare? Heck yes. That's just not something you find in the U.S.
And having *had* such a job, I just can't imagine going back to being a desk monkey or having to work 40 hours a week. Or - shudder - deal with time clocks again. This job was a dream. How do I move back to reality?
I don't know, but at least I have a decent chunk of time to look at all my disparate skills and try to land with both feet on the proverbial ground when this ship finally sinks (lookit me, mixing metaphors like a boss). Honestly, I would love to do something physical and outside, but unfortunately all those jobs wouldn't pay enough to justify daycare (daycare is fucking expensive).
So what can I do with a background in customer service, foreclosure, property assessment, and now programming webtrainings?
Fuck if I know. There has to be something, right?