Let Go

We just got an email today that 30 employees from my department are being let go. Apparently our managers will let us know what that means for us personally in the next few days/weeks/whenever they feel like it.

Although I'm nervous (only one person has less seniority than me), I've been at Medtronic for 6 months now, which (although not a long time) is decent enough that I could probably apply to another department and not be laughed at. We'll see how things pan out.

We are officially wearing uniforms now--yep, uni's. I hate them with every fiber of my being. They are ill-fitting, ugly, and make me feel like I am a)on a softball team b)a mechanic or c)in my pajamas. I even got the smallest size and they are huge on me. It's not like I'm a small girl. I am average to above average sized, and yet a small drapes on me like a poncho. Umm...maybe being let go wouldn't be so bad...

My grandmother passed away last week. Per her wishes, the funeral was draped in pink (flowers, roses engraved on the casket, the lining, the vault), and my family all wore little bits of pink--ties for the guys, camis and jewelry for the girls(I even indulged in the pink slides with the bows). I've never felt especially connected with my grama before, but when I stood at her graveside before they lowered the casket, staring at the pink, bead-encrusted vault, I thought--that is something I would have chosen too. I'm not sure if that is morbid or sentimental or crazy, but I'm glad that given a choice, my grama and I would have chosen the same pink sparkling vault to be buried in.

On Saturday, I am going to do an updo on my brother's girlfriend for their version of prom (called "banquet" because it is a Christian school and they must be "set apart" from those that dance at their senior dressed-up gathering). I am pretty excited. Analey is a little shy around my fam, and doesn't talk too much. I'm hoping we can chat a little bit--I really want to make an effort to get to know her. I think she is good for my brother, but if it's going anywhere, she's got to get to know the crazy sister (which is how my brother used to introduce me to his friends).

Overall, an interesting week. We'll see how it ends--will I have a job?

-Jean

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Stephanie said...

Kate, opening that coffee shop looks better all the time. And, I only have a job through August... Maybe we could find something to do together?! We could always write philosophy cartoons; I'm sure there's a huge market for those!

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