Tuesday, November 20, 2007


Something happened last August 31. I was given a choice. Its looks like a win-win situation even now when I look at it. I didn't have to put up with shit anymore. It felt really good to leave. I was even given enough money so I can take it easy for the next months. I really appreciated that my being part of the pioneer team was taken into account. What's more comforting is the fatalistic sense that it's bound to happen sooner or later.

What I don't get is the lingering feeling of betrayal. Sure, the bosses had the prerogative on whether to tell us or not. BUT we had those talks where they told us that we were part of their future plans. Maybe that's the way they do it at the other side of the ocean. Is this what they call a sucker punch? Integrity is no longer needed in the new school of business? I hear you but I won't play that game. An explanation would have been welcome but not necessary. Welcome to the real world, right?

Maybe the unease has something to do with the fact that the other bosses had arranged to outline these choices right after our monthly party. It smells rotten...something personal and malicious...especially if you consider the barely restrained smirks. It happened days before the arrival of the real bosses.

Thank you for the lesson, guys. It's a lesson I had to learn. You really are damn good players. Too bad you reached your peak. Hopefully, you won't be able to ruin good people and good ideas with your insecurities and pettiness much longer.