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Moving to Dublin

If you’ve read the previous posts (from back in October 2009), you’d know that I was slated by the company to be laid off. The center has about 400 (including my entire group) losing their jobs, with about 1 in 4 of our jobs being moved to the Dublin “center of excellence”. The key is that we didn’t have an end date, nor did we have the terms of our leaving – as it was all up for negotiations between management and the works council (which are still ongoing).

I’ve been trying to cope with that, and to say the least, between the holidays, travel, work, and friends, have been doing my best to decide what I should do. In the end, I decided that I would take control of my own destiny and not leave it up to the works council and/or entirely up to management. I thought alot about it, and I started applying for jobs at my level or higher in Dublin with the same company. The outcome? I’ve been noticed and received an offer. I’ve decided to take it – resulting in me and the dog moving to Dublin to take a new job (possibly as a relocation that the company is going to cover – terms to be decided). I can’t tell you what it is just yet, because I’m waiting on all the paperwork – but I can tell you that out of the sadness of everyone on my team being laid off – there is a little tiny hope that I’ll be able to land on my feet and wind up with some better opportunities. So, maybe out of bad things, good things will come my way – just as I’m certain that the others will wind up better off too.

Anyhow, I just want to publicly say I’m going to be moving to Dublin in the coming months – and thank you to all of you for your kind words, support, and listening to me rant on and on about “what am I going to do?”. All of your advice, options, suggestions and ideas have been brilliant, and I know that I have benefited greatly from them. I hope that the new job will give me time to go back to school and get the degree – once I’m moved and settled.

I’ll share more as I can, but if I suddenly go “missing” for a while in the next couple of months – it’s not because I’m gone, it’s because I’m swamped with everything going on around me.

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Resigned. No, Really – I quit. :-O

It’s official.
Last week, I blogged about how I was wishy washy and not sure what I wanted to do. I needed a change and wasn’t sure what I wanted to do.
This week, I came to work and realized that the decision was been made for me. For those of you who know what’s going on, you know what’s going on. For those of you who want more details, let me know. Otherwise, I’m not really going to say. There’s alot of reasons, but the last straw has been tossed.
At any rate, after 9 years, I stepped back and said I survived x person, y person, and z person. Now, I’m surviving another. And really, I’m working harder than I was – and you “mgt” claim you’ve been doing stuff to get rid of the person that is the cause (no, it’s not just me reporting this either). After 2 years (and prior to that when others moved to different teams because of this individual) of seeking assistance and still not being able to get rid of / move the individual – you gave them a promotion and raise. Uh.. Um.. No. Either they’re F**king up and are on an improvement plan, or they’re not. Giving them a promotion and a raise while We’re stuck doing more, more, more, getting more and more ill with fewer and fewer people – then just get told there’s not money and/or any benefits (they’ve removed several in the last 3 months) isn’t cool anymore.
So, I moved. Checkmate. They did what they had to, I’m doing what I have to. They didn’t really think it would happen (mgt). Oh, she’ll change her mind – she’s just angry and empassioned right now…..Then…
I resigned. No, Realy. I did it. As of April 30, unless some major thing happens – I’m done. Out, and Free. The resignation letter has been turned in.
And you know the funny thing – I don’t have another job lined up. And You know what? It’s OK. I’ll survive. I feel relieved, free, less stressed. Like it’s the best decision I’ve made in a while.
Yeah, I’m looking around Europe (I already was anyhow) sending out applications en masse – and well, if nothing else, I’ll move back to the states, flip burgers for a bit, and well, go from there.
I feel a little bad for those I’m leaving behind, but truly, I can’t be a martyr anymore – I’m not a very good one anyhow – but at least when I was, I liked the people I worked with. (It’s never been an “I hate my job” situation.) Now however… enough is enough.
It’s been real, it’s been fun. Sometimes, it’s been Really Really Fun. Now, However, Stick a Fork in me. I’m Done.
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