We got another of those delightful "Please gather outside J[redacted]'s office in $a_few_minutes" emails to all staff this morning. In this case, they only gave people a few minutes to fret before telling us what they had to say.

What they had to say was that the Iowa City office is being closed. Iowa had another brand/product line (formerly a separate company), plus sales and manufacturing staff. A total of about 40 people. That's large enough that the people who were sent out to Iowa with the bad news had to give everyone sixty days' notice.

It's not entirely clear what this will mean for us. My boss Wendy pointed out that our part of the company continues to make a profit (that one wasn't, but the main problem is that the holding company is in debt and has to meet benchmarks to satisfy the creditors). It may mean more work for us; if so, given what the other office had been doing, it likely means I get more math, and possibly some of my science work gets pushed onto Chris or Marilyn. All else being equal, we are agreed that if one of us is going to be lent to the math team, it should be me, though I prefer the science books: I prefer science, but I'm comfortable with both.
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From: [identity profile] zingerella.livejournal.com


Oh, empathies.

I find myself growing tired of those meetings. We have a lot of them here, and we don't even have an Iowa office. We also have a lot of meeting in which we are told how crucial it is that we make a profit on a given project or that we not lose this client, because of there being so few publishers. The threat of doom is ever-present and impossible to ignore.

Last Wednesday, I found myself seriously contemplating trying for a teaching degree. The only reason I could think not to do it is that I'd have to do another undergrad year, first, in order to have enough credits in a teachable subject to teach high school (neither classics nor art history is a teachable subject, and being an editor does not confer upon me the ability to teach English). I've been strenuously resisting my mother's suggestions that I become a teacher for my entire life.

I hope your employment holds steady, and that whatever doom there is around your office disperses.
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