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December 28, 2005

I had a job trading bits for pieces …

… We’d make wrinkles, advertise them as creases (from Picasso Moon)

My suspicions were correct! The fuckers who fired me so they can replace me with cheaper resources in Australia, they don’t want me in the office anymore. I tried to log in to the VPN today to check my work email, and I found my account disabled.

I’m really on vacation until January 10!

Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose. These people owe me 30% of my 2004 bonus, which they withheld to encourage retention. I earned that money in 2004, when I was one of the top performers in the company, and they did retain my services. Right up until they told me they’re eliminating my job and replacing me with cheaper resources in Australia. I mean, really. What’s the point of withholding it now? Retention isn’t an option. I would have stayed forever, doing interesting work with people I respect, but they made that impossible.

They also owe me most of my severance, according to my attorney’s interpretation of the language of the severance agreement, which I did not sign. Their interpretation is that I have to stay until 2/28 to see any of it. If you want a clue about why I’m so pissed off, there’s part of it.

2 Comments

  1. Bummer on all that job junk. I hope you believe in Karma! This title is my favorite line from Picasso Moon and I have come close to using it for a post more than once. I’m sure I will some day.
    Peace…………..

    Comment by Helen — December 28, 2005 @ 9:15 pm

  2. Cheap bastards! I’m no big fan of litigation but can’t you sue ‘em or something?

    Comment by bonnie — December 29, 2005 @ 1:43 pm

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