Well, the ballots are in – Ian and I are both still employed.
I spent the better part of the day yesterday obsessively checking email to see if one of us got “the letter”, and you all know how I hate suspense. One of my friends at school brought me to her dorm room and gave me some banana cream pie she had made – from scratch. It was delicious, but I could not finish it. I hardly ate anything at all yesterday; I couldn’t even eat dinner, and Ian made chicken tacos, which I LOVE.
When I got to work at 6, the first thing I did was check our email. The only significant message we had was the one saying everyone who would be affected had been notified, which meant we were not among them. I thought I would feel relief at the news, but honestly I think I feel even worse today than I did yesterday. I definitely feel survivor’s guilt; why should I keep my job when there are others at the company who wanted to make it a career, and they will lose their jobs? Somehow it doesn’t feel right. I still need to process it for a while I think.
Oh, and a bonus for those folks who come here and read my blog – I did very well on my test. WAY better than I expected.