Do you remember when "ulogs" were a thing here on the blockchain? I'm not sure if they still are, but I'm going to write one anyway.
This is a mourning letter. A post to exhibit my feelings and unleash them upon the world so they're no longer bottled up inside, ready to explode at the worst possible moment as they are wont to do.
I have been made redundant.
After years of searching for employment. After years of failure. After years of suffering with anxiety and forcing myself to come out of it stronger and more confident with the help of medication and therapy. Someone finally liked me enough to give me a chance.
And it was amazing. It was a small family-run business, close-knit, it felt like a little work-family and I felt as though I fit right in. Everyone was so friendly, I was a member of their team, I came up with good ideas to implement, I was creative, I was passionate about their business and I felt incredibly productive in my role for them.
My 6-month probation period comes to an end in about two weeks.
And as a result, my role has been made redundant, just before the probationary period ended.
I feel like they timed it this way to neglect due process were I an official non-probational member of their team, which I would've been in a couple of weeks.
It came out of no where. I felt secure in my role. I felt valued. I felt like I was doing really well, accomplishing so much. Hell, I had just signed a permanent contract.
Yesterday afternoon my manager said to me, "Bye, see you Thursday!"
Not even 24 hours later I get a phonecall, "Sorry. Your role is no longer required. Yesterday was effectively your last day. We wish you well in your future endeavours."
Absolutely out of no where.
I'll be given a week's pay compensation thanks to probationary requirements. Then ta-ta. Farewell. Good riddance.
I feel shocked and saddened. I cried for hours and tears are still threatening to roll down my cheeks.
But I suppose the good to have come out of this is that I have gained more experience for an office role, a marketing role, a social media role, a content creator role; I now have a very recent written reference; and I've now got more material for poor Jenny, the eternally unlucky young lady in one of the many novels I have going in Scrivener.
Now I get to spend 18 hours a day in videogames, Scrivener, and my own depressed little world while searching for yet another business to give me a chance.
Sigh.
Fairwork Australia tells me that I should've received written correspondence multiple times during this period, and especially when it comes to the business suddenly ending my employment with absolutely no warning.
But... I just can't be bothered with this.
I know that I improved their business during my time with them, and now they get to reap the benefits of all the templates and images and website changes and coding and everything I did for them. At least I thought to email myself a snippet of my completed work to use as part of a portfolio.
This has been a real dick move on their part.
But hopefully it's an opening door to something better. :(
