cat with nine lives
My job fired 20% of staff due to the tariffs.
The vast majority were long time, US-based employees. I heard through the grapevine that the company is using this opportunity to build a customer service team based entirely overseas.
This is the third time I’ve survived a mass firing.
I am a cat with nine lives, I think.
part of me wishes I only had eight.
Last time this happened, a package showed up at my door.
a brown, oversized envelope.
Inside was a single item: a green figure, waving hello.
This “award” was given to specific employees who showed extreme flexibility on the job. (translation: anyone doing the job of two to three people for the pay of one)
No financial benefit arrived alongside. Just a toy behind plastic, mocking me.
I could not bear to remove the thing from its packaging.