Right before I left the office for my Christmas vacation--which lasts until next year because I have no boss right now, so you know I do as I please. Seriously---no Boss, the only person left in my company above me in command is the CEO and I doubt he has time to approve my vacation days, so I figure I am doing him a favor and making my own 'executive decisions'--hee hee.
Where was I?
Before I left the office, we had a conference call. Now, I thought this call was to reassure us that the people that were left from all the lay offs were safe. I thought this call was going to boost our morale and tell us that everything will be alright. I thought there would be a Merry Christmas in this call--well, there was that, a big fat (sarcastic) Merry Freaking Christmas!
The call informed us of two things:
1. All people in my department now have the same title. Boy, did that piss off my manager, who is on maternity leave. Which means, too that I was demoted. Just great--oh, but our pay will stay the same. Which would be great news, until the other shoe dropped:
2. By June 2006, the company will have all of us reporting in one centralized location. Either out of an office where they don't know the location, just yet (so they say) or Boston-where we have an office now.
Did you read that correctly? Because I live in Dallas, Texas.
Boston, as in Massachusetes is hella far away.
I was shocked and pissed when I first heard it. I bitched with others. I was outraged. The conclusion was to move to one of those cities (remember second city unknown) or be laid off.
Merry Freaking Christmas.
I was not going to tell my mom, but as soon as she asked me how the lay offs were, I spilled the beans and she gave me the reaction I was so not expecting from her:
She told me that she didn't understand why I saw it as a bad deal because a) I've always wanted to move to the East coast, NYC to be exact, and this could be a perfect opportunity for me to do so. She went on and on about how great Boston is--she used to take day trips there when she lived in NYC, way back in the day.
b) I have nothing holding me back in Dallas...
I'm not married. I have no kids. Non-boyfriend Incredible doesn't look like he is making a move to be Fiance Incredible. My family live in Chandler (Phoenix). My extended family all live in Miami and Brooklyn. I'm used to relocating all the time--shoot I spent my entire childhood doing it as a Military Brat.
So why the heck not?
I do really like Dallas. I've been in Texas for over ten years. Most of my friends live here. I know no one in Boston and the thought of moving somewhere cold turkey where you know nobody scares me (even though a Bostonian counterpart told me I'd have twenty friends if I did move). And can we add, I love my disposable income.
Beantown is hella expensive. Yes, they would have to raise my salary for the cost of living...but still--and, yes, I know Dallas ain't cheap but it is definetely cheaper.
I just don't know...at this point, I'm hoping just to go back to a job. Who knows what other 'news' is dropping while I am away. They could be packing my desk up, as I type, seriously.