It's been an interesting two days. As the news of my resignation spread, reactions to it can be grouped among a few but distinctive slants.
There are some people fighting over the scraps I'll leave behind. Maybe I'll comment on that in a future date, when I'm finally out
Still others have told me how glad they are that I am seeking new horizons. Most seem genuinely glad and I thank them. Still, others seem glad that I'm leaving because it will seem less likely for them to get fired when the culling begins. I've said myself that now that I'm leaving only 29,999 employees will get laid off... or is it 19,999... I get confused sometimes... Maybe the figure is closer to whatever number of employees they have to cut in order to slim down below 300,000 employees.
But most of the reactions, have been of the confessional variety. Since, I'm no longer a threat people feel like telling me their woes. Since I don't speak much I tend to be a good listener. Boy!, do they talk... Even the higher-ups. I just nod in the appropriate places and they just unload. I've become the agnostic preacher of the faceless workforce. Yes, it seems sinful.
I wish I could post some of the things they have said... Mayhaps I have already done so... I get confused sometimes. Still, this is my blog , not theirs... or is it? Don't I represent them?
My fellow coworkers seem to have lost much hope. They seem to be content to diminish into a corner, hide below the cubicle, pray the boogeymen don't reach them with their drive-by management, the "take one day off for 20%" budget measure, the salary cut, the final cut-off... I don't know how lucky I am, to be on my way out, to get out of government, to get a boss that can also be my friend, to work in a much more focused place, to have hope; real hope... finally.
The information soldier absolves no one...
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