Although I was told verbally in May 2007 that my position was no longer necessary, I found out that my "last day" on the job would be in 60 days. So I had two months to clean up loose ends, make those all-important doctor and dentist appointments that I had put off and use up whatever leave time I had accumulated that would be lost.
But first things first. I called the State's human resources guru to make sure my rights were protected. She told me that the 60-days noticed began from the date of the written notification. Since I was only told verbally about my position, the clock had not yet started to tick.
So I waited. And waited. And waited some more.
Apparently there had been a snafu. They jumped the gun and notified me before they had gotten official approval from the Gods.
Ooooops.
So even though I was told I was "history," they couldn't give me an official termination letter. I had a brief reprieve.
Don't you just love stupid people???
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