I got laid off from my original job on Wednesday. (The place with D2.) I kinda saw it coming. They were a little too conspicuous about having me train a junior person on what I was doing. When they broke the news to me, I immediately thought of all of the things that the junior person wouldn't be able to do or even figure out how to do on his own and how much of a bind they would truly be in on certain things.
Today, TWO DAYS after my last day, I get a text from them asking me if I can call the junior person to tell him how to do something. ARE YOU rough ridin' KIDDING ME!?!? I knew I didn't want to help (and, really, it would have taken a lot more than a phone call). So, I signed and downloaded the severance agreement and then replied that if they decide they need help with the sorts of solutions that I'd been delivering, I might be open to working on a contract basis. Stay tuned for that, I guess.
Fortunately for me, I've been dual jobbing again for the past six months. Man, let me tell you something. The security of NGAF if you lose a job is like nothing else.
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Has to be a feeling like nothing else. Like, normally this would be soul crushing and you would be trying to figure out how to pay bills and feed the family, but Chum is like, thanks for the info, can we end this call early, I have like 3 more Zoom meetings today with people at my other jobs.