Yep, it’s officially official. I work for the EVIL CORPORATE GIANT. I know I’ve said it before, but I am here to tell ya folks, they got me today. As some you know, I accepted a new position within said EVIL CORPORATE GIANT (TM). I thought I was doing the “right thing” in that I gave the lesser demon to whom I report the heads up about 3 months ago when I was considering a position offered in our Tennessee affiliate. I figured that I would just let it hang that I was ready to move on to new challenges in a different level, maybe somewhere close to Purgatory??? I really thought that was considerate, considering I am the highest skill level/most seniority on my team. They could be looking for someone to develop into my role as team leader. I mean, that’s what I would do were I the one wearing the horns, as it were. (See how cute I am with the demon theme….)Anyway, I digress. Did they do that? No. Of course not. They wait until after I accept another job here in the city to even start to think about what they will do without me. I signed the offer letter on May 21. Today, June 2, is the first time I got any kind of communication about a transition date. And what do they say? Two weeks, like any normal establishment, nooooooo. I get the pleasure of split shifts inbetween downtown and the Kenwood area. From June 14 through July 5. Then I finally get to be at my new job full time. This will make about 6 weeks from the date I signed the stupid letter. Kinda make me wonder if being an underachievers might have served me better. I am bitter about this. Oh yes I am. I have worked for this bunch since 1999, with a short hiatus to the Carolinas. I have a work ethic in me from my family that makes me an easy target here. They pride themselves on squeezing the most out of a penny in overhead they can so they can report “record earnings” to the shareholders every quarter. For heaven’s sake it’s not even an industry I’m passionate about. Why do I stay? I guess it’s for the paycheck and the insurance. I guess it’s to tell myself that at least one person in the investment house really cares about how we take care of peoples’ money. I guess it’s ‘coz I ‘m plum stupid to tell the truth. I suppose I’ll feel better in the morning, but right now, I’m just mad as hell.
