Topical somewhat -
Just lost my job this morning - basically an ex female employee complained to our current HR manager that she couldn't come in to the store because I made her uncomfortable. That, combined with the fact that I'm dating an employee that works with me, (not for me), showed a "pattern of inappropriate behavior with female employees."
Was about to hit my 4 year anniversary, been with this group for 6 years (2 as an outside contractor). Loved what I did, loved the team (insert loved them too much joke here).
Time to move on. I'm confident in my ability, I've already got a network of people looking for something that will re-energize me and keep me happy. I'm seeing this as the impetus to moving on - have been extremely disappointed with a lot of the company decisions as of late, so while my day to day was awesome, it was getting harder to love the companies direction in our business segment. I really thought I'd retire with this company, but then I had to go and fall in love with someone who worked there, and my boss, who we had his blessing (as well as HRs blessing) did say that these things never end up well. Oh well.
I'm very mobile, not tied to living anywhere in particular. Have reasonable (70k depending on cost of living) salary requirements, and a strong resume of operations/logistics and training development.
This weekend will be a classic cigar and wine bender, with lots of Xbox One fuckery, and then next week starts the job hunt. Always easier when you have a job than when you don't, but I'll make do.
Feel like I got rail-roaded basically - how does an ex employee, who left on her own terms, get to have so much power over someone else - they just wanted to cut ties and move on I suppose instead of taking some kind of lawsuit risk.
So much fun. First time I've actually been fired. 39 years old. If there was more to the story I'd tell you all, but of course they don't need to provide everything to me, so I don't really know if there was more. I wasn't skeevy, and no one currently there thinks I'm a creep or anything - oh well.
Bleah.