Before I begin, I'd like to apologize for being cryptic. I wanted to get everything off my chest in one go so that I wouldn't need to explain myself after writing this down. Also, if I appear to be a bit melodramatic in writing this, I'm sorry. I guess I sometimes write like that without noticing.
Anyway, on to the long post/rant/plea.
Let's begin with what happened. This is updated with the events that happened earlier at work (I just got home) so this is going to be longer than I expected.
At 5:20 a.m. of Thursday morning, Philippine time, I was taken aside by my boss. He explained that, because the website/blog/company I work for was losing money, they had to let four more people go. I was one of the folks they were retrenching/downsizing/whatever it's called.
It was a bit of a shock because I always thought I'd be a bit safer from the firing squad. Due to earlier retrenchment and resignations from other members of the staff, I was essentially the guy who had been there the longest. By my count, I had worked there for 521 days as of earlier this morning. I started work there on July 31, 2006, so I felt like I had just hit a milestone by hitting two years in my first job.
Now, when I went in to work earlier, apparently more drama happened. The head boss came down from his perch in the high heavens and ranted to the shift on duty at the time about how we supposedly weren't working, and how we were losing him money. Furthermore, a directive was passed to us via email that changed our duties radically.
Our website is comprised of the main webpage and the various sub-blogs. Then there's an extra portion that hosts downloads for various files. Unfortunately, the download page makes the company more money than the website, so we were essentially told to stop writing, hunt down anything of value online that isn't nailed down (metaphorically speaking) and then upload it to the downloads website. Each member of the shift assigned to uploading duties has a quota of 100 downloadables to put up in approximately eight hours.
Connected to this is the fact that according to the new directive, only one person per shift can write articles. The problem is, that person has to write the equivalent of 17 articles in eight hours. This is lessened somewhat through cross-posting to multiple blogs so that it counts toward the quota multiple times, but it's still a lot of articles.
My shift was the first shift to follow the directive earlier, and I got the writing duties. While I like writing, note that the maximum quota that we've ever had to do previously was eight or nine articles. I managed to write eight articles, with some of them being cross-posts, and I failed to write for three of the blogs. My officemates who had been assigned to uploading duties were also able to find 100 files to upload per person. Needless to say, the new directive seemed entirely unrealistic, and it's tempting to resign right now, were it not for the severance pay I would be receiving for lasting 30 days.
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Now, while I haven't really revealed my job to people here (My contract states that I cannot name the company I work for because they want people to think the writers are American), let me just say this: I am a video game blogger and, for the most part, I'm happy with what I do.
I like writing about video games, and through the course of two years of blog writing, I've grown to like the atmosphere behind writing for an audience, even if the audience has this tendency to turn on you at every turn and call you a fucktard every so often.
I want to get paid to keep doing that if I can, but if not, I'd be happy just having a place of my own to blog about videogames. This is where the friends list comes in.
I've resolved to not act like a victim and spend weeks feeling bad about myself, which is why the first thing I did when I got home after being told I was let go was to email my friends and ask them for help in finding connections for a new job or for skills training. I'm essentially asking the same of my friends here on Livejournal.
I'd like to continue blogging about games, even if it's without pay, as it makes me happy and keeps my skills honed. To that end, if any of you have connections to or know of openings for video game blogs, perhaps you could let me know? I'd like to apply for any positions they have on hand and work my way up.
I've also decided to take this chance to humbly ask
dystopia and
interfaceleader if they would ever consider having a male writing for Girls Don't Game. I know your site would thus become a misnomer, but I know I have the experience and knowledge to contribute to a gaming website that often offers up videogame-related essays.
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In any event, I'm posting this as a reminder to myself as well. I've resolved to not become a victim, and that means learning to fight back when adversity strikes. Right now, I'm in a state where adversity is trying to get the better of me, but I won't let that happen.
interfaceleader also managed to put it best in a recent entry she made:
Life is everything outside the box that you drew. Life is messy, and warm and squelchy. Life is long walks, and naps and loving people with abandon. Life is broken hearts that heal, lie is death and birth and circles. Life is shouting nonsense into the void, just to hear yourself and your echo. Life is making poetry that nobody understands, but makes you cry every time you read it and remember what you thought. Life is here and now, there is no substitution, no waiting, no qualifications needed. Life is other people, long lunches, the pauses between words.
Life is everything that happened in that heart-beat when nothing happened and you changed forever. Life is taking control, losing control, forgetting control. Life is power and vulnerability, life is learning to to be strong and flexible, not hard and brittle. Life is new growth, new challenges, new days with sunrises like orange juice and caramel.I guess this is life. Welcome to a new chapter of it.