Friday, December 30, 2011

Dont Tell The Neighbours

By the time I returned home from the office for the last time, my husband had already told the kids about what had happened. We decided to head out to dinner to discuss it as a family. This was a really kind gesture of my husbands to get me out of the house and focus on the positive side of the future.

The boys were quite pleased that I was now unemployed because to them it meant more time together. My husband was absolutely thrilled that I was made redundant, he saw the opportunity in personal growth for me way before I realised it. I just had to get used to the idea.

I called my parents and told them the news, and sent an email off to some of my colleagues to say goodbye and give them my new contact details. I was very careful in phrasing what had happened because I needed people to know I accepted what happened and was prepared to move on to a new future. My facebook page was filled with comments from well wishers and in the two days following my departure, there were over 400 emails from my colleagues around the world wishing me well. My heart sang at the lovely messages I read and I responded to all of them with a sincere and motivating message on what I had gained from working at the company.

Despite the beautiful emails from well-wishers, I was worried that the rumour mill would be working overtime because of the way the redundancy had been executed. In my mind and especially on reflection, it was brutal and suggestive of wrong-doing on my part.

I was called out of a client meeting and taken to the HR department, where I waited for the Managing Director to join us. I was so nervous and couldn’t for the life of me work out what I had done wrong. The last thing I expected to hear was that my role was now redundant and I was being immediately terminated before being walked to my desk to gather my things. I was then escorted off the premises by my manager in front of staff, peers and colleagues. It provided opportunity for the fodder of rumours to circulate and I was genuinely concerned that this may effect my reputation.

Regardless, I was determined to act with grace and remain as positive as I possibly could. I accepted this was a business decision and I was not going to be negative or respond with comments that would ultimately reflect on me as a person. Its not to say I wasn’t angry, but there was no way I was going to lose any dignity or pride over this experience. It was very important to me to be honest, but for my own mental well-being remaining positive provided a boost and didn’t allow me to go down the “poor me” track.

I prepared my “story” for friends and family. When I was asked how my job was, I would say that I’d left that company and was now in the process of looking for something else. I smiled. Sincerely.

Six months down the track, I talk about my previous role with pride and always focus on the positive. I am constantly aware that networking is the number one way to securing the next position and every opportunity is a chance to network.

My story goes something like this now...

“I specialise in emergency assistance/crisis management which I really love. I enjoy the adrenalin and the thought of going home everyday feeling rewarded that I had made a difference to someone’s life. I hope to find another job where I can have the same sense of achievement like that soon”

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