Because I like irony or poetic justice or just bits of weird symmetry in my life, the marketing department at The Nerdery went to the very same Mexican restaurant today, on my last day, that we went to on my first day. It kind of happened by accident because none of us can make lunch decisions, and we just sort of ended up there.
So yeah, I lost my job today. Which should come as a surprise to nobody at all. Times is tough. Advertising is suffering nearly as much as the automotive and newspaper industries. For awhile I thought we might escape the economic downturn, I think it just took the long way to where I worked. And, well, when you take a position as a blogger you have to realize that it’s the most expendable position in the company. I know that going in.
You always hear that adage, “this is going to hurt me more than it hurts you.” Usually it’s in reference to a child being punished, I think it fits in this case too. My marketing comrades looked so pained, so awful. I felt bad for them, even though I was the only one of us being kicked to the curb.
I laughed and told them that the first time you lose your job it’s terrifying. The second time it’s way easier. I lived through it once and know that I can survive.
It’s weird to lose your job and have everyone involved compliment you on how well your handling it and how easy you’ve made the situation. This layoff was just so different from when I was laid off by Hell, Inc. it almost feels weird to call them both layoffs. While I’m sure being the boss who has to let someone go is never easy, I could tell how much it pained my boss. I’ve never seen him look more miserable. And when the president of The Nerdery sent an e-mail talking about what a nightmare this is, I truly believe it is.
Contrast that with how I had to introduce myself to the executioner at Hell, Inc.
As much as I dreaded the awkwardness of today (which I knew about yesterday but promised to keep mum since not many others knew), I am relishing the look on people’s faces when I show up Monday like some sort of lunatic who doesn’t realize she was fired.
See, because I am the luckiest person on earth, I will be contracting a few hours a week to keep the blog going and edit as they bring in more writers. And really, when you get laid off and have that in your back pocket, how much can you complain?