10 days ago we had our little girl.
Yay! It was an amazing day full of the highest of highs and some of the lowest lows. I don't know how to segue smoothly, so I'm just gonna jump in from the beginning...
Are you up to speed now? I find having a full back-story does so much for appreciating the current one.
The conversation went ugly. His boss emailed him a couple of days later to say he wanted to have a "meeting" per their phone conversation.
Meetings are nothing new in this company. The running joke is they have meetings about having meetings.
*insert record scratching sound effect here*
He was fired. For complaining that he wanted support and wasn't getting any. For being a squeaky wheel.
He was unceremoniously let go. And this is after being promoted a year ago, having high (record breaking) sales for New Year's Eve and having the CEO forward an email company-wide that said everyone should mirror what Joe's location does because they know what they are doing.
This is after the CEO called Joe at home a few weeks ago to tell him he would always know where he stood with the CEO. This is also after having the CEO visit Joe's location briefly and tell Joe that he could tell that Joe had it going on and knew what he was doing. The reason given for his termination: The company was going in a "different direction." That's executive-ese for "we don't really have a good reason, but we want it to sound like we do."
Soooooo here we were both dumb-founded. COMPLETELY blown away. All the emotions set in at once; hurt, fear, anger, indignation, fear, shock, fear, rage.
I was hoping he was coming home and we could process it together, but he was going into work.
I'm sorry, what?!
Yes, that's right...he's the only guy who gets fired and then still goes in to work a shift. His now former boss asked him if he would mind "helping them out" for a bit. And my sweet, dedicated husband agreed.
I kept Joe updated all afternoon as far as my contractions. They were sporadic but I was still having them. At only 37 weeks, I was a little nervous that it was too early. Finally, Joe came to his senses and headed home. That was about 1:00.
At 2:30 my water broke. That is such an amazing and disgusting sensation. It's like peeing your pants periodically over and over again.
Joe came home, my sister-in-law came over and we headed to the hospital. It was like a scene from a movie. Traffic was gridlock. Joe was weaving in and out, between cars. I was having contractions every 5 minutes and telling him to "do whatever it takes to get me there" because I did NOT want the baby delivered in the car on the side of the road.
So, some illegal maneuvers later, we finally turned into the hospital parking lot--the "Emergency Vehicles Only" driveway, but whatever.
What an effin' day. Pardon the crass verbiage.
So, there we were, meeting this precious little girl whom we had been preparing for nearly a year to meet and instead of being completely overjoyed and absorbed in this happy moment, we were plagued with wondering how in the world we're going to take care of all of our kids and pay the bills.
Thanks, (insert company name here)!
I have struggled with how to be diplomatic and vague enough with presenting this info. I obviously have an enormous hate-on for this company, Joe's former boss, and the CEO in particular, but I also do truly believe that we will be taken care of. God has never deserted us and I know He won't now. It's still so maddening. I want so badly to take out a billboard on the busiest stretch of road and tell everyone about the kind of people who run that business.
I want to load up my Facebook page with the truth and the details so people know Joe didn't do anything wrong. It breaks my heart to know that my husband now feels the weight of the world on his shoulders with 6 mouths to feed and no income. This is a guy who has never missed a day of work, who stresses when he's not 10 minutes early for his shift, who consistently missed church, soccer games, school programs, and countless bedtimes because he had to work. Our ritual was to call daddy on the phone every night so the kids could say goodnight. And that's when daddy worked "1st shift."
He gave everything he had to this company--usually at our expense--and this is how they handle themselves?
I'm getting angry all over again just writing this. I want to hop in my sweet periwinkle minivan and go blast through their front lawns. But I won't. I'll (do my very best to) take the high road. Unlike them.
Sooooooo, for those of you who know us personally, now you know why Joe has been able to take such an extended vacation. I LOVE having him here, but it's also very stressful waiting to hear back from prospective companies.
It totally sucks that we should have been spending this time getting to know our new daughter and enjoying the time Joe's had off. Instead, we both take turns being riddled with anxiety about the future. I just had a baby 10 days ago and I may have to seriously consider going back to work very soon.
We have received such an outpouring of love and support from our church. It's been such a blessing. And, today, for the first time in months, Joe and I were able to go to church together. That is surely a blessing.
Joe's received so many texts and emails from employees, peers, and customers who tell him they miss him and they're sorry he's no longer there. I think that speaks volumes about the impression he left there.
Gosh I love that man.