Aw, hell, Hec. I'm sorry.
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Oh David, that really sucks. 'Ma to you.
That sucks, Hec.
Sorry to hear that Hec.
Here's hoping that Matt's interview goes very well, leads to something wonderful, and is just the beginning of a new era of good jobs for Buffistas with bad jobs.
Aw, David, I'm very sorry. I hope you find a new and non-soul-killing job ASAP.
On the plus side, I haven't spent my book advance (because I haven't gotten it yet). And all of my co-workers who were smart enough to leave before me will give me good references.
I'm so very sorry, Hec.
Hec, that's rotten.
Aw, crap, Hec. I am so sorry. I'm glad you're getting out of there, but I do wish it were on your own terms.
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Oy, Hec. That totally blows. At least you have the presence of mind to sense it. Most of the time, layoffs have come as a surprise to me. There have been a couple of times I started to sense that the higher-ups were looking for an excuse to push me out, but I didn't move on it fast enough.
Now I like working on jobs that have a definite end date. I do them very well, and I'm very knowledgable and competent at my jobs, but it seems that people can tolerate a little more in the oops departement (provided it's not major) when they know that everybody's job is going to end in a few weeks anyway, and we all go off to look for the next gig.