Out of a job, in midlife, it surely, is one of the most difficult things you need to cope with in life all right!!! Translated…
I was recently, sent to the department closely related to my workpost to transfer my job to someone else, my coworkers were all very surprised, that I was the one, getting laid off. And yet, I can’t mumble out “I got fired”, and can only, lightly, state it, not bringing any attention to myself.
Actually, these couple of years, my manager was hinting at me, to quit on my own, but, in my fifties, for the sake of livelihood, I can only, “play dumb”, and put up with my manager’s bullying me. Last month, my manager told me I was about to get fired, I’d actually, felt, relieved, that I wasn’t going to, get bullied again by the head of my department again. As I left the manager’s office, I’d heard a cold, “I know you’re just, waiting for that severance check!”
I’d worked at this job for over a decade, and this, was what I got, the cold shoulders, and a severance check, it was like the doctors just told me I had something incurable, and, with my heart broken, I’d spent, this final month in the office.
“You must have spirit!”, I’d told myself every morn I got up. But that invisible wound on my heart, it just, never quite healed, and, I’d gone to see several tragic stories in the movies, and allowed myself to cry hard.
I saw the movie, “The Company Men” from the library collections (that was what I’d realized, that I get to see the movies, free of charge after I got fired, and it’s a great place to pass my time, and at the same time, a great place to look for another job), it’d clearly described the harsh, cruel realities, of losing one’s job in midlife. The three managers of an office are, faced with losing their jobs, and I’d, connected with that; the thirty-seven-year-old A still gone out like routines, knowing, that his household is getting tighter economically, still believed, that with his past work performances, there would be, a job opening up for him soon. But, things didn’t go as he wished, he was forced to sell his home, his car, and moved back home with his parents, and started working as a carpenter.
And, the scene in the job hunting office also touched me too. Everybody needed a “holler”. And, for those who’d lost their job in midlife, it’s not that we don’t want to work, it’s, that we’re all, restricted, by age; and, as the employers knew of our experiences, they’d still hired, those younger people who can be worked harder than we. B couldn’t take the pressures from his family, and the impact from him losing his job, he’d killed himself inside his car. The pep talks don’t do any good for helping to increase the chances of employment in midlife, but, the group of people who shared the same sentiments, had something that, connected them to one another, it’d given me, a brand new perspective on things. In the last, C opened up a brand new company, and hired back ALL the employees his former workplace had, fired, and A also returned, to help him out.
Most of the ends of movies give people a ton of hope, but, in reality, it doesn’t, always, work out that way. Like the tiger’s calls “I will succeed! Because I am confident, with the courage, and the passions!”, losing my job is not my fault, and all I can say, was that I didn’t have a deep enough affinity with this last job I worked in.
“I must find a job, then, find a good job!”, it’d, allowed us to think how we can, carry on, after we managed to get food on the tables.
Dedicated to those who are lost without a job.
And so, this, is the dilemma faced by the middle-generations, you’re being, replaced by the younger generations, who are paid, a WHOLE lot less than you, after all, there are, the waves of younger, cheaper laborers, than you, higher up managers, and so naturally, when the company downsizes, you guys are the ones, to get laid off first, but, you will find another opportunity, it’s just, that the opportunity may not be too clear to you yet.