I was detoxed, desensitised and demoralised then re programmed and re invented.
Eight years ago I went through a near death experience - redundancy at middle age.
In their infinite wisdom one of Australia's top twelve companies decided to outsource (dirty word) my job to an external facilities management company. This company, so they considered had its finger on the pulse of the new millennium.
Before they gave me the 'golden handshake' I was given the opportunity (apparently a legal requirement) to apply for my old job, now the recreated 'new job'. Applying came with several strings attached. I was still shell shocked when, close on the heels of the announcement came a two hour behavioural interview. The aim, to check if I would be suitable for the new/old role that I had been doing for the past two years. Beware the behavioural interview - it's designed to trip you up when you are right down. The 'corpse' is delivered at the thrown flat on the back stage, then allowed to sit up slowly, given enough encouragement to help it to walk and talk then finally allowed to run out the door. My career path over the past ten years was dissected leaving me just short of jumping off the cliff that was laid open at the end of it. Obviously I hadn't been reading the signals. There was no way that I would get my old/new job back. The decision had already been made well prior to the interview.
To console me I was offered a lesser position within the company and when I graciously refused and let them off the hook I was assigned to a re deployment officer.
I had to report twice weekly to this outside version of a prison parole officer for processing She always escorted me into an internal office with no windows. We played monopoly, card games, used lots of lovely coloured pens - just like a child at a restaurant who is given crayons to colour in a scene on the place mat. All in the name of trying to find out where my strengths, weakness's, skills and abilities may be hiding and ultimately what and where my next job should be.
She must have missed a vital clue - freelance writer didn't rate a mention.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
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