I have passed all my exams, 1 A, 1 C and 4 Bs plus my 100 words a minute shorthand. So I am a real journalist, well at least a qualified one. Then from the 3rd May I suppose I will be a proper journalist or at least a paid one.
How scary! If someone had said a couple of years ago that I would be a qualified journalist about to start work on a newspaper I would never have believed them. When I was at Wiley I was very happy working there full time, but still writing on the side so I never thought I would really leave there. But then August 2009 I was told my department was being made redundant and my last day would be June 2010. So figuring out what I had to do: get a job or follow my dream, I took a risk of no money and trained to become a journalist and it has to be one of the best decisions I think I have ever made.
As my mum always says 'everything happens for a reason', and I do believe it. It's hard at the time obviously because you can't see anything good from a bad situation but in the end see and in a couple of months or years you will see everything does happen for a reason.
Showing posts with label redundancy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label redundancy. Show all posts
Friday, 22 April 2011
Tuesday, 29 June 2010
The R Word...
So tomorrow is my last day at work, the last ten months have flown by and I can't quite believe it will be my last day.
As you can probably gather from the title I was made redundant. It all started in August; I remember it like it was yesterday. Being told that my whole department was being off shored, in one word I was gutted, I felt as if my whole world had fallen apart around me. I loved my job, loved the people I worked with, the company and the place it was based, everything suited me perfectly, until they decided to off shore. It seems now that everyone knows someone who has been made redundant, a year or so ago my boyfriend was, you never really think it will happen to you, you think you are safe, however, that is not always the case.
Over the past ten months it has felt like an emotional rollercoaster; getting over the initial shock of the r-word, then getting back to normal. Then finding out when we were going, how much we were getting, then a sense of normality again with people leaving left, right and centre, then the whole handover process, then the end date. It all feels pretty surreal at the moment and I don't think it has quite sunk in that I am going yet; I am going to miss everyone loads; it’s going to be very strange. But I’m seeing it in the everything happens for a reason mantra, which I suppose is true as in October I am starting a journalism course, which means at the end I will be a qualified journalist. It's going to be tough but I cannot wait.
I suppose all that's left to say is: here's to the future! :)
As you can probably gather from the title I was made redundant. It all started in August; I remember it like it was yesterday. Being told that my whole department was being off shored, in one word I was gutted, I felt as if my whole world had fallen apart around me. I loved my job, loved the people I worked with, the company and the place it was based, everything suited me perfectly, until they decided to off shore. It seems now that everyone knows someone who has been made redundant, a year or so ago my boyfriend was, you never really think it will happen to you, you think you are safe, however, that is not always the case.
Over the past ten months it has felt like an emotional rollercoaster; getting over the initial shock of the r-word, then getting back to normal. Then finding out when we were going, how much we were getting, then a sense of normality again with people leaving left, right and centre, then the whole handover process, then the end date. It all feels pretty surreal at the moment and I don't think it has quite sunk in that I am going yet; I am going to miss everyone loads; it’s going to be very strange. But I’m seeing it in the everything happens for a reason mantra, which I suppose is true as in October I am starting a journalism course, which means at the end I will be a qualified journalist. It's going to be tough but I cannot wait.
I suppose all that's left to say is: here's to the future! :)
Friday, 11 June 2010
I just don't know what to do with myself...
Why is it when you were younger everything seemed so simple. Decisions were either straight forward or taken out of your hands. The most challenging decisions you had to make were what to have for your lunch, who your best friend was or what GCSEs to take.
At the moment I find myself at a cross roads. Last August I, along with my whole department, was told that our jobs were being off-shored and we were being made redundant. Now ten months later and D-day approaches, I have to decide/ figure out what I’m going to do next.
Throughout my life I have always pretty much known what my next step was going to be. When I was 13 I decided I wanted to be a writer/ journalist, so what GCSEs, A-Levels and Degree I needed to do followed suit (Media and Film Studies). I didn’t leave my first part time job until I had a full time one ready to start, and when I went for an interview at my current employer I knew I was going to work for them, just something in me knew that this was the company I was going to work for.
Now I have no clue what my next step will be. Do I stay with my current company? Or try and get paid for my writing? Security or the unknown? Do I follow my head or my heart? That’s the dilemma! I would love to be a professional writer but I know it won’t be easy, but then I think if not now when? I don’t have any real financial ties – I don’t own a house or have a mortgage, I don’t have any kids or anything, so isn’t now the ideal time to throw caution into the wind and do what I want? Or does the green eyed beast (money) raise its head, making my stomach lurch at the thought of having no money, but then would it pay off in the long run if I can get my big break?!
It makes me feel very frustrated, I’m usually very decisive if I want something I do it, but now I’m torn! The only thing I do know for certain is that interesting times are ahead!
At the moment I find myself at a cross roads. Last August I, along with my whole department, was told that our jobs were being off-shored and we were being made redundant. Now ten months later and D-day approaches, I have to decide/ figure out what I’m going to do next.
Throughout my life I have always pretty much known what my next step was going to be. When I was 13 I decided I wanted to be a writer/ journalist, so what GCSEs, A-Levels and Degree I needed to do followed suit (Media and Film Studies). I didn’t leave my first part time job until I had a full time one ready to start, and when I went for an interview at my current employer I knew I was going to work for them, just something in me knew that this was the company I was going to work for.
Now I have no clue what my next step will be. Do I stay with my current company? Or try and get paid for my writing? Security or the unknown? Do I follow my head or my heart? That’s the dilemma! I would love to be a professional writer but I know it won’t be easy, but then I think if not now when? I don’t have any real financial ties – I don’t own a house or have a mortgage, I don’t have any kids or anything, so isn’t now the ideal time to throw caution into the wind and do what I want? Or does the green eyed beast (money) raise its head, making my stomach lurch at the thought of having no money, but then would it pay off in the long run if I can get my big break?!
It makes me feel very frustrated, I’m usually very decisive if I want something I do it, but now I’m torn! The only thing I do know for certain is that interesting times are ahead!
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