Heiress
it looks like i'm not going to be able to keep my job.
not that i'm fired. or even let go. just i'm no longer going to be sitting at the desk i've occupied. tim decided he didn't want his interim promotion as orchestra personnel manager, so he's moving back to his old job as technical coordinator. which means lynn is moving back to her old job as operations coordinator. which means skye is moving back to her old job as operations assistant. which is my job. or, more accurately, her job.
i've been offered a position as e-business coordinator. it's a salary cut. it doesn't include benefits. my duties are unclear. i'd get to sit in the bach room, which is a hallway with four computers in it that people use to scan stuff and use outdated versions of photoshop on. none of those things make me happy.
last night, thinking about it, i realize that the thing i'm most upset about is this: i really like my job. i like where i sit now. i like what i do now. i like the man i assist. i like my job. people ask me about my job, i say, "i love my job." skye doesn't really want to be john's assistant again, but she does want to be employed and so it goes.
i'm not sure what i'll do. there might be other positions at the symphony opening up. positions in other departments that wouldn't involve salary cuts or loss of benefits. but i don't know. i really like my department. i really like my job. i'm going to lose it in december.
i've known all this was a possibility since i was hired in march. i just remained optimistic that things would work out. i wonder now about my optimism. this isn't the first time this year my faith in my ability to make things work has spun around fast and kicked me in the mouth. i used to feel like when i wanted something, i could get it. that i had the ability to make things happen. but both of the times i've come up empty this year, it's had nothing to do with me. decisions about other people just flipped switches that made my ability, my strength, my tenacity irrelevant.
perhaps my luck is catching up to me. or perhaps better luck is just around the corner.
my plane tickets to honduras arrived today. maybe i'll meet a young heiress there who needs help sailing her yacht across the pacific. wish me luck. and continued optimism in the face of challenge.
