Yesterday a mysterious package arrived at home. I opened it to find my awards for “five distinguished years” at work.
When I got laid off, one of the questions I had for HR was, where’s my plaque thingy? I want my plaque thingy! I was told to go to a particular website and enter the password. There, I encountered the smiling face of the president, with the words, “Congratulations! You have reached a major milestone with [company name] and we would like to thank you for your valuable contributions.”
I have thought about making a T-shirt that I could wear to interviews (whenever I start getting interviews). It would say, “Why should I bust my butt for you when you’re just going to screw me in the end?” (…But I have been advised that this might be a career-limiting move.)