Less than two weeks later I got laid off.
The thought of having worn that costume, and the things that people had said still sting. Of course they were all just kidding around, and I'm sure most of them were oblivious to the brewing storm, but the memory of those comments just added to the humiliation of losing my job and left me feeling incredibly exposed. And I will never forget that the VP who canned me won the staff costume contest that day, for an admittedly brilliant pumpkin-head get-up, just confirming what a classless ass he was when he happily accepted the prize instead of declining it in favour of someone from the rank-and-file.
This year I have a new job that I really like. And I'm really happy here. Really, really happy. But I don't want to leave myself vulnerable in that way again, at least not in the workplace.
So no work costume for me. However, in the spirit of the season, I will accept any and all candy my coworkers offer, and politely eat it. All vulnerability aside, it would simply be rude not to. Noblesse oblige, right?
|The old marketing dept. back in the day|