Holy Crap
This sucks.
Everyone got an email a few days back about his or her re-org meetings on Monday. These meetings are all like 10 minutes long and we individually meet with our department heads who then either
- put hoods on our heads, strip us naked and point at our genitalia
*or*
- we are told that we still have some sort of job here.


The Options
The three choices I have in the order of preference:
  • Stay where I am

  • Get Laid off

  • Get transferred to retarded former-parent company




  • The Odds
    I have been mentally figuring out my odds and they look worse and worse as the day goes by - but I have a hard time figuring out if this is just my natural paranoia and anxiety kicking in and affecting the numbers.

    On Wednesday, these were my odds:
    Stay: 33%
    Laid off: 33%
    Transfer: 33%


    Yesterday, as I was kicking ass on seemingly a dozen different projects I was thinking, "no way are they losing me - I do too much work that no one else knows how to do" and my odds changed:

    Stay: 40%
    Laid off: 20%
    Transfer: 40%


    Today, I met with my immediate boss and the meeting was like a.. um, a real up and downy line.
    The first minutes he was talking about how the CEO knows my name and mentioned something about me in a board meeting ("dude, he has a vish ass") and my odds were looking good.
    Then he tells me how the small the "new" company will be, meaning that no matter what, there will be a ton of people gone one way or another.
    Odds swing to the bad side.

    "but, so-and-so really likes you" - Odds look good
    "we'll all get laid off" - Odds look bad
    "that one guy wants you dead" - Odds look really bad
    "you're invaluable" - Whoops! Back up again!

    And on and on and on and on and up and
    down
    and
    up
    and
    down
    it went.


    Current Odds as off 3pm Friday
    Stay: 20%
    Laid off: 20%
    Transfer: 60%



    My meeting is Monday morning. I'll post updates then.
    This weekend... I have no idea how I will handle it.
    I can feel the stress related heartburn and imaginary ulcers already forming.
    I generally don't feel well.

    No one is in the office. I think I'll leave.

    See ya!






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