Oh God the Irony...

I don't even know where to start...

My first sign should have been that yesterday's definition on my Corporate Bullshit Definitions calendar was "Close the Door"... a phrase commonly preceding a reaming or firing.

Foreshadowing at it's finest.

You know that all staff meeting I mentioned at the beginning of my last blog? Well I didn't go to it because just after I sent in my blog I was called upstairs to the conference room. I walked into a room with my GM, the head of HR and our benefits manager.
"Please close the door"
This is what they gave me when I sat down.

"Dear Kitty
Unfortunately, a reduction in force is necessary and therefore, your position as Receptionist/Production Assistant and Counter Sales will end today, January 27, 2009.
OS appreciates your efforts and hard work since January 21, 2008."

It goes on to tell me about all the lovely things I need to take care of now that I'm gainfully unemployed. I, of course, am crying my eyes out as they are talking and all I can read in the letter is:


They went over everything with me and then escorted me downstairs and stood and watched me as I packed up all my possessions into boxes. No one was around because they were all in the all staff... how convenient. I packed up everything, left a note for giggles and got in my car. Not, of course, before they took all my credentials and parking pass away... I had my dad on the phone before I even left the parking lot.

Total blindside. Thanks OS, Thanks a lot.



Here are the last words I have to say:
Giggles- I can't imagine finding a better friend out of such a shitty job. I don't know what I'm going to do not seeing you every day.
Sir Cranky- You might have been cranky, but I loved working with you anyway, you were a great friend right from the start.
Cowbell- I will miss going to games with you. It's never the same when you aren't there yelling your head off :)
King of Pop- Thanks for never being offended by my remarks to you or around you... It was always out of love... for real real, not for play play.
Z- We didn't work together all that long, but I will miss you dearly
Handy Man- You are so sweet and helpful in everything you do. I will miss your cheerful smile.
Bulldog- I'm sorry I always screwed up the fucking tax shit. I'm not stupid, I swear!
Shortie- If you knew, I would have loved a heads up. In any case, I loved working with you and the Halloween party was a lot of fun!
Como Estas- Thanks for being the cheerful accountant when we needed help, I'll miss you.
Wind Pants- Enjoy your own fall out, I hope you crash and burn
and finally
Production boys- I will miss you all, both on staff and the overhires. I can't beleive this is it. Let me know if you need help for MHMF in the summer, I'll be there.

So that's my goodbye letter basically. If you work at OS and read this and don't know what your nickname is.... umm.... you probably shouldn't ask.

This is Kitty, signing off until next time... which will probably be soon... becuase I have nothing else to do....