Just as I thought, this morning I was "surplussed." No room for me at the phone company any more. Before you feel sorry for me, I got the good package. My last day will be December 29. They'll keep my benefits going for 6 months, then I can do Cobra. Hopefully, I'll get a job before then.
On Thursday I went to the IRS to do the document verification and fingerprinting portion of the long, drawn out process of becoming a federal employee.
This was really weird. There were two positions, one a Tax Examiner the other a clerk scanning documents all day. The Tax Examiner is a permanent position, but seasonal. So you have the job, and benefits, but you only work 8 months out of the year. I'd rather get the Budget Analyst position, which is full time, permanent, but beggars can't be choosers. I don't think I'll do the clerk job, even if they offer it to me. It sounds too horrible.
At any rate there were about 50 of us at each of the two sessions, the AM session for the Tax Examiner position and the PM session for the clerk position. You show up 30 minutes early and stand around with 49 other applicants. Most wearing their interview clothes. Why? I don't know. No interviews going on on fingerprinting day. They lead us into a training room and we sat, going through the 5 forms you need to have filled out and brought with you (one set for each job.) You go through them for an hour while an HR person explains what's needed. They supply forms for those who left them at home, those who didn't fill them out correctly and for those who didn't read the part of the email instructing them to download the forms. The we line up, get our forms checked, our I-9 filled out by having our 2 forms of ID checked and we're herded down to the room with the electronic fingerprinting equipment. Then I went home. Did some work, drove back to the IRS and did it all over again for the second job. Good times.
I've talked to a lot of people about my lay off. I'm okay with it. One of my co-workers wanted to see if she could get more money by making a stink about the fact that we might have been discriminated against. I believe that we were (being the ex-BellSouth folks) but at the end of the day, I don't care. I'm happy to go. That company stank. If I end up being a secretary somewhere, that's all good.
Oh, and if you have any leads, pass them on. I'll take what I can get!
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