No Fun
Wednesday. The side effects of these new blood pressure pills are interesting in the sense it's novel to get up out of your chair at the office and wonder if you're going to, you know, fall flat on your face. Bad form to fall flat on your face, makes your managers wonder if you're a keeper. I talked with the prescribing doctor's nurse and she said, well yes, they'll do that for a week or two and then they'll stop. Hmmm. They do work. The little blood pressure machine I picked up over the weekend has been churning out good looking numbers so I'll put up with being dizzy and be thankful. Is this a taste of my next whatever number of years, various maladies that come and go or come and stay? Could be. No one's ever really spelled it out and I've been less than interested in finding out, other than, you know, through experience.
Thursday. The word went around the office today that four directors and all of their reports will be laid off at the beginning of January: two of them, I think, expecting it at some point, two of them not; more than one friend in the group. I haven't talked much about the current round of layoffs, they've been a fact of life since I've joined the company, but there have been a number of them recently ramping up to what we're expecting will be a whole lot more at the beginning of next year. No fun.
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