So earlier this morning, the morning of Monday the 23rd of October that is, I got a request for a quick call from my manager. The morning of the last day before vacation: I got a cold, sinking feeling immediately. I asked for sometime because for unrelated reasons I was in a car and didn't want to appear irresponsible even if that wasn't the layoff call. In the meantime AD, who's a Nepali coworker in the company, texted me telling she had been laid off. The deal wasn't too bad-last day of work at Dec 29, and the 3 months of severance pay, which means if one found a similar job within five months, they'd be better-off. But a layoff is a layoff and if I were to lose my Job now, I'd be in a very hot and extremely funky pickle.
In any case, I took the call with the manager. By this point I was already planning on contingency plans and options to explore if the unfortunate happened. So when I started the call with my manager, I was semi-expecting to be laid off.
My manager began the conversation with the context of how our industry was in a really rough situation and how our company had had the worst year in two decades. At that point there was not a doubt in my mind that I'd be laid off. Would crying and begging help? could I sue? Whom, and what for though, and it's not like I had a cause... long story short, my manager had set the meeting to inform me that my position and salary were unaffected by the layoffs. I groaned a loud sigh in relief, and joked how I'd almost gotten a heart attack. And the I asked him twice to confirm that I had not been laid off and I was in fact safe. Phew.
And oh later in the day, my last workday before the holidays, I talked to a coworker who had his not laid off" call after mineand the first thing he was told was apparently 'don't worry, you are not affected 'so at least my feedback was useful...
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