writing that post about Stan's death was more upsetting than I thought it would be he was such a good cat
I’m being made redundant. To be honest at this point I’m kind of relieved cause the atmosphere has become absolutely toxic. Still, in other ways it’s been an ideal job and I don’t think I’ll find another doing anything similar.
I guess it’s not surprising that I’m grumpy and low-level depressed right now. I was the sensible person to get rid of, my position wasn’t necessary in the same way as a lot of my co-worker’s, but at some level I’m taking this really personally.
Last day at work is in 3 weeks. Found out from just a message on my desk instead of an official letter or email or anything. Technically this means I didn’t get the legal amount of notice, which is just typical from my boss really.
Also she’s getting rid of everyone with any management experience ( except herself, she’s officially quitting but staying as a “consultant” ) I shouldn’t care since I’m going, but things are going to be really shit for my coworkers who are staying.
Spoiler: robit photos Rodimus can dab, but Megatron can’t facepalm unless I remove his chest which is somewhat disappointing.
Rain. Please. It’s 73% humidity and the sky is uniformly grey and there’s no sign of it breaking. The air inside my flat is exactly the same as the air outside. It’s been like this for days.
He is an excellent Megs! (He’s a mastermind tyrantron, and oh god I am sure I paid a lot less than what the ?reprint? is going for now)