Knowing

To start the redundancy story from the beginning, it makes sense to start with the premonitions.

There were two. One was mine, the other was my friend MD's dream. Or nightmare?

Sometime in the middle of August I saw a guy interviewed on morning tele about his book "Fat, Forty and Fired". He's a Englishman who came to Australia for the good life, got himself a high-powered advertising job, and then was made redundant. Unlike me, he had a fair bit of warning and a huge payout. Also unlike me he had four kids and a wife, and had to tell all his employees they were redundant also.

So I went out and actually bought the book. About a week before I was made redundant myself. I hadn't even started reading it. Have now!

Now I think "damn, I could have written "Fat, 39 and Fired"!

The second premonition I found out about, the day after "R Day". I had made plans to visit a former work mate, to see her new baby, on the Saturday after I was laid off. It was very hard to front up not just to my friend, but to the two workmates I went with. They are great women, they were very good for me.

At about this time I was starting to feel physically quite ill, I'd had no sleep and had taken rather a large amount of Arnica drops! But there was no way I was going to miss seeing MD's baby! Gorgeous creature she is too.

Turns out my friend had dreamt I was made redundant. About a week earlier. This made us all shiver. Apparently she's done this sort of thing before. I never remember my dreams, and I'm often thankful for that. But this was weird. Now I wonder if I would have wanted her to tell me or not? If we'd been still working together, she easily could have.

When she told me I said "What happened next?"! Spooky.