December 5, 2011

There had been rumors for a while that my company, Meteor Games, was going through some rough times. Little did I nor my co-workers know to what extent those rough patches were.

We had a round of layoffs at the beginning of October where we lost 26 really talented friends. It affected all the departments (with the exception of Systems) and it just felt like everyone lost an arm. There were a lot of tears but also a lot of strength because it brought all of us closer - even after the fact.

Fast forward to Nov. 30th when the rest of the company lost their jobs. The rumors started getting more aggressive and by the end of it all everyone knew what was coming. I actually had an interview that very morning and was given an offer. I sat there for about 30-40 minutes having an internal battle with myself whether or not I should take it. I should take it because I wasn’t sure of my future with MG but I didn’t want to take it because of my loyalty to MG. This was the first company that I truly enjoyed working for. This was the first company where my co-workers and I felt like we were more of a dysfunctional family. How could I betray them? I’ll tell you how. Rent still needed to be paid.

I accepted the offer with the new company (and gratefully because I really am excited of new beginnings). I came into the MG office with every intention of handing in my two-week notice but I couldn’t. I was trying to find excuses and stalling.

In the end I didn’t even bother because the news was finally announced. Desks were packed, papers were signed, hugs and goodbyes were given. There were some things that went wrong but nothing that could be blamed on one single individual. I love my time at MG and I definitely learned a lot and grew as a creative professional. I’m sad I won’t be seeing everyone every day but there are tiny clusters of ex-Meteorites forming in different companies now!

Not all endings have to be bad, right?

January 12, 2011

I’ve been going on a lot of job interviews lately because I’m looking for full-time work. Sure, freelance gigs are awesome, they are creative, and they are fun. But I have a needy and materialistic wiener dog to take care of.

Every time I finish an interview the loving boyfriend asks me “So how did it go?” and you know what? I say the same thing every time. “It went fine, I think they liked me. They said they’ll get back to me. I don’t know.” He then tells me I probably did fine and I’m just overreacting. Since I’ve been neglecting my #daily365 duties I figured I’m about due for one so here is my illustration of how I feel about all the interviews I go to.