Life is an ever-changing thing. And yet not–it is similar to love, which Shakespeare said “is an ever-fixed mark.”
It’s unmoving and constantly shifting all at the same time.
I haven’t wanted to blog in a while. Well, that’s a mis-statement. I’ve wanted to blog but haven’t been sure of what I was going to say. In fact, this post will probably ramble a bit. Let’s face it–all of my blogs ramble a bit. I’m not random, my mind just moves faster in weirder ways than most people.
There are a lot of things happening, some that I will share and some I won’t.
There are layoffs at work again. And to make matters oh-so-much-easier-to-deal-with, someone leaked to the press that it was going to be 1,000 people from my building–fully 1/4. Of course, that happened and hit the news at about 2:00 on a Friday afternoon, and since our Quarterly Earnings release wasn’t until the next Tuesday, any comments by Starbucks could be construed as insider information. Regardless that our stock is in the toilet and none of the information would be beneficial, it still couldn’t be done.
Fast-forward to the earnings release when the powers that be named Howard announced that there would be more layoffs. However, 350 is a big fat different number than 1,000. This would commence on “a day in mid-February.”
A website that shall not be named listed several comments of people who heard “2/11.” Sounds logical, but baseless none-the-less as who knows the source behind anonymous comments.
Last Wednesday, we heard a new rumor that it would be that Friday, and on Thursday two departments had 40 people laid off. For more info, the Seattle Times had the best article (clicky clicky if you must).
So Thursday sucked. Royally–even though I was not part of those two departments, it is hard to hear that people I know (at least by sight) had been let go and that people are standing in front of the building in tears.
The redeeming event of Thursday was that Uncle Kent came to town on a layover and convinced the bartender that I’d had a rough day and to pour generously. God bless happy hour. Really though, it has been such a blast to have these little hang-outs with the Uncle, and we are looking forward to the day when the Aunt comes with him.
For the record, today is the 9th. Tomorrow is the 10th which makes Wednesday the 11th. I don’t know if that rumor is true – the nature of a rumor is to be confusing. But this week is hard.
I feel like my position is safe, but I know that I have no control over it. If you didn’t know, I’m a detail-oriented, control freak. I like to know what is going on if it in any way, shape, or form concerns or affects me.
Plus, I don’t like the unknown. That’s why I’m constantly researching things for no reason.
If I could beg your prayers, it would be for peace and contentment this week. Once the hammer drops, I can move forward and deal with whatever I need to deal with. But I have to not think about that now or I’ll go crazy.