Enough Is Enough
by Peter Block
Tick Tock, Your Life Is Like A
Sorry We're Closed: Diary Of A Shutdown
Diary Of A
I think we really need some sort of newsletter to keep up with this daily change in employee level. It is so disconcerting to learn that someone is leaving by seeing the notice for their going away party.
Those "Surplus" stickers continue to show up every where. Fred pasted one over his face in all of his family photos in his office. The cafeteria equipment, including the cash registers, have "Surplus" pasted in several places. Michelle Sylvester has put them on her office personal items, a plant and a dream catcher.
I need some overheads for a presentation but the entire design dept. is out today. I hope they come back tomorrow. I hope they come back, period.
I need advice. I talk to a friend. He says that I am discovering what faith in myself looks like. He says that I do understand and my anger is right there saying 'I don't understand.' Wake up. Do not forget where you are from, ever. This company is in decay. What god do I worship? Do I have to bite my foot off to stay alive? The company is eating its young and killing off its best. Something is really wrong, hideous, what is it? Can I do this knowing that it won't make any difference to anyone? Can I be that alone? He says to honor the gifts that I have whether or not anyone else does. It hurts it hurts it hurts. Am I being born or dying? Surrender. Accept the possibility of love. I just want to be weak for a while with someone who understands.
My grief is for
I have lost innocence. Will I lose her twin, faith?
This is crazy. I am crazy. I give up.
I get to have lunch with the accountants, Chinese Day on Friday. The department is struggling because their manager, Mark, is insisting that they tell him where they are interviewing so that he can put in his resume, too. He says, "If they want you, then they would want me more because I'm your boss." When Erin showed reluctance to participate in this deal, he threatened to disapprove her severance benefits. Not surprisingly, (to everyone but Mark) no one has called him for an interview. Neil Peper couldn't take this daily harangue and he just quit without another job because he got sick of being hounded by Mark and being around the fall-out.
Diana Grossman has an interview on Monday and she is scared. She is also mad because for years she has been told that she was overpaid but the interviews that she has lined up so far are at least $7,000 over what she makes now. 'What an idiot I was to listen to these jerks," she says to me and anyone else who will listen. Mark says, "She can't leave me until I approve her release date." Diana says, "I'm not leaving you, the company is leaving me."
No one wears company-logo shirts around here anymore.
Funny how we used fight tooth and nail for office space, furniture and equipment and now that's the easiest thing to get.
E-mail is a vital part of doing business. It also makes heavy use of other company resources, such as the network, at a time when we are working hard to reduce costs across the company. We need your help.
We are asking employees to reduce the size and quantity of email messages and to reduce the number of nonessential e-mail messages.
In the process, we will reduce the amount of time each of us spends dealing with nonessential e-mail."
So the problem is that we're
communicating too much? At least, those of us that are
still here? What is the value in "conserving this
resource?" Without our use, it has no value.
I think this is like a magic eye picture. If I can just keep looking long enough and be patient, then all of the seemingly random colors will click into a 3-D recognizable picture and I will understand everything.
Alice Boynton comes by with my tickets
and says, "I have 34 days to go, Elizabeth, so we have to
talk. I don't want anything done for me at all. I mean at
all. No parties, no nothing. Come by my last day and give
me a hug and let me go. If I think you're planning
something, I won't show up. If you spring something on me
I'll just leave. I mean it. The best thing you can do for
me is let me go without any big deal at all."
She also tells me that it is getting nearly impossible these days to deal with the travel department. Alice had to make six trips over to get my tickets because they kept making mistakes, but each time they gave her a hard time, as if it was her fault.
It is going to be really hard on me without Alice. She has been my mother hen, my work-mom, clucking at me, taking care of me, giving me all sorts of advice and encouragement and insider information about the executives.
She promises to come back on my last day.
Remembering the Rules for Radicals, I wonder - what do we have that we can use? Saul David Alinsky reminds us that the Spanish Civil War credo was "Better to die on your feet than live on your knees" I think that Elizabeth's credo is "Better to lose for the Cause than win for the Company."
I tried to watch 'You've Got Mail' because I thought a light romantic comedy would be relaxing. But, I couldn't watch the little store being shut down. It was not the backdrop to the romance for me; it was the whole story. I went to bed crying and I woke up mad.