Today I came home and joined the ranks of the unemployed. It is somewhat hard to suddenly find yourself out of a job. For almost twenty seven years I have had a very rewarding career, one that most people would never want to lose. Some days the work was nonstop, meetings with contractors here and employees there. This report or that spreadsheet had to get out before the day ended. If a major system of our building went down I was the one responsible to get a crew working on it and meet with upper management to keep them informed of the status. Then there were those days when it was so slow that I was actually bored. But today that all ended.
I worked hard through my career to get to where I was. I started out as a forklift operator loading trucks and shipping tax forms across the country. After a couple of years, management saw I had mechanical skills so they sent me to the office appliance repair shop (yes the IRS had one of those). I spent nine years unjamming staplers, adjusting mail sorting machines and working on machinery in general.
All that eventually led to a nine year stint as the building maintenance manager. No matter what happened in our building, I was the guy who got the phone call when something went wrong. I was fortunate in having a topnotch crew who responded to any problem and made things right with the world. Then, in 2004, the government said, ”Hey, let’s outsource these guys”. My position was abolished and I faced losing my job, and this is right after we had bought the barnyard and BOB.
Luck held out and I found myself qualified to oversee the maintenance contract that was set up for the contractor who took over all of the building operations. I was saved and given the position of Building Maintenance Specialist/Building Management Consultant. I was still the guy who ran the operations but I didn’t have a crew to be responsible for. This is a somewhat busy at times, slow at others position. I feel I did quite well with it these past seven plus years and really enjoyed the work.
And then today, BOOM, it all came to a screeching halt. I will survive! I walked out the door with my head held high, knowing that I gave it my all. It was no big surprise but it still weighed heavy on my mind. I am looking forward to spending more time working with my Cubs and hopefully getting more done with the walls and floor on BOB.
I knew this was coming; in fact I pretty much brought it on myself a couple of weeks ago, because I’m the one who told the boss, “I’m retiring July 27th”!