The hangover.

     At some point I spoke to my manager that night, Tuesday.  We talked for awhile.  Left it at we'd see what tomorrow brings.  Should hopefully be somewhat busy.

     If you're sitting there thinking I'm leaving some stuff out.  You're not wrong.  I'll try to not bash anything and such.  It is how this digital society is you know.  So don't expect details or company bashing.  Or even my company name.

     Wednesday.  I got to work.  Normal time.  Early enough to make the gym.  The usual 2 were there.  Pleasantries exchanged and nothing more.  I already saw this coming.

     My other co-worker was doing what they do and the lunatic came in.  Bid them both a morning.  Continued working on the project I was on.  My manager came in.

     There were a lot of small conversations.  I really avoided leaving my area.  I suppose it was sadness mixed with survivor guilt.  Most of the people I knew best were essentially wiped out.  Their jobs moved.  Of course they would be upset and angry, who could blame them.  I just wanted to avoid it at all costs.  And it wasn't all that difficult.

     Cafeteria was very empty.  The building had about the usual amount of people.  Like I implied, working in a half zombie state.  

     Spoke to my manager and said I needed to see the head of our department.  To first ask a question.  Then to make sure he knew I'd be staying.  I'm not about to slit my own throat if I don't have to.

     I got the meeting towards later in the afternoon.  There was not human resources or the dude with the accent.  I preferred that.  My questions were simple.  Firstly.
"Why me?"
"Seniority."
     I believed that one.  Because this dude doesn't know me from a hole in the wall.
"How long do you think this will last?"
"I think 2 - 3 years."
     He is leaving in a few months.  Yes terminated.  Giving the company lines.  But I really do not believe that at all.  I thanked him and said I'd stay.  No, I didn't wish him luck.  Then wasn't the time.

     Wednesday finished rawly.  Hell I even beat the lunatic out.  Was no time to even try for overtime.  Just going to play by the rules.

     Got home and fixed dinner.  Brother in law was visiting with sister.  Turns out she got a room.  Good for her.  Bad news was that her feet were swollen so they put her on Lasix.  She has a blood infection.  So she'll probably be in the hospital for a few weeks.

     Got a late start this Sunday morning.  I intend to keep this dialogue of sorts going.  Maybe peppered with some adventures and the weather improves.  I already have one.  Now is not the time for that.  Must finish coffee, get dressed, food shop.  

-later.