Trying to Survive

It’s been a long time since I last looked at my resume. As I was updating it this morning I can’t help but reminisce about the last four years with West Contact Services Inc. I was informed last Tuesday the the company’s client the one I’m associated with is requesting a cut down the number of employees connected to them. Unfortunately I was included in the list of agents being downsized meaning after July 20, 2008. I will be separated from the company. to read more about this read “The Worst Day of My Life!” which I posted last Friday. Anyway so I have decided not to pursue another account in the company but accept the severance pay that they offered instead. Every time I tried to replay that particular episode in my life I can’t help but think of my family. My wife is employed in a bank, but her salary is really not that big and me being unemployed is unacceptable. My son is three years old and will start going to school next year. So there’s one more reason for me to seek employment as soon as possible. Apart from that I feel like I’m a total loser! I feel like I did something so wrong that the company has chosen me. One of the few oldest member to the company, one of the few who stayed and swallow every stupid regulation they can think of. Last night I took my son and place him on my lap. I try to appear happy, to pretend that nothing is wrong. Every time would pick one of his books and ask me to teach him to read. I can’t help let my tears fall down. My wife thinks I already lost hope. I told her “No”. I just feel bad about it. But thank God my wife is understanding. I really won’t know what to do if she’s not there with me. I bought a newspaper today and gamely look at the want ads. I hope I can get a generous job offer or at least something to what I’m earning now. With God’s help I can find a job before July 29th and resume a normal life. I really wish it’s my last day already, being with your co workers trying to appear normal is very unbearable. But I least they support in their own way. I just wish things were different. But that’s life.