This last week I received official notice of my redundancy – Work Force Reduction as it is internally labeled. It wasn’t a surprise because me and my colleagues – around 200 are affected – had been given advance verbal notice a couple of weeks ago. Since then, as the powers to be have decided to kill our product, people have been polishing their CVs and their LinkedIn profiles. And the atmosphere in the office has been dreadful; like those awful moments when you gather for a funeral, before the body is committed to the grave. The difference is that some of the ‘mourners’ are secretly happy, because they have kept their job.
Financially, I will receive an enhanced package. That aspect cannot be faulted. But, regrettably, I wouldn’t give very senior management anywhere near pass marks for the way they have otherwise handled the situation. I’ll say no more than that.
So, with my updated CV and LinkedIn profile, I have been (and am) on the hunt for a new job. (My last day of work at the current place is to be the end of January 2017.) Fortunately, the world of Israeli high-tech is busy at this time, and there are lots of jobs out there in general. I am reasonably confident that with my skills and experience I will secure new employment. I don’t think I’m worried about that, but I could do without the aggravation, the balagan, and the uncertainty.
I do hope everyone else gets fixed up. I have had the privilege to work with some amazing, talented people. Every organization has its plonkers, but there were not too many of them. Instead, the quality of some of these men and women was very impressive. If there’s any justice out there, they’ll go on to great things.
The situation for me is bit like it was after I made aliyah, and was networking and looking for work. I have more free time than usual, but am unsure how long it will last. I have learned from that experience, and this time around am going to make good use of it. The cliche every cloud has a silver lining is spot on. On the other hand, I’m not looking forward to clearing out my cube. It’s amazing how much stuff you can accumulate in just shy of six years. It’s probably time to ditch the reference books.
I can now add being made redundant to my life’s experiences. Regardless, I have been lucky to date, and am ever hopeful that as one door closes another opens.