I don't Blog about my work, it's a rule I don't intend breaking. It's not that it's a particularly big secret, it's just that I see it as off limits. I still don't intend saying what I do or who I do it for, but what I will say just now though is that it's an unsettling time for me, and for a lot of colleagues.
As a direct effect of the problems with the economy funding has been cut, unfilled posts have been simply done away with and so will never be filled, a new management structure has been created, overtime has been banned (we're still allowed to work extra hours, but only for Time Off in Lieu, not for monetary payment) and voluntary redundancies have already taken place.
This hasn't been enough though, it was never going to be, and there will be future cost savings, of that none of us is in any doubt, amounting to probably millions of pounds over the next few years. I was at a meeting today about the possible future of the organisation for which I work, and the phrase "compulsory redundancy" was used, albeit within a sentence explaining that no one actually knows what the medium term future holds. These are truly unsettling times.
For various reasons I work in an office where there's about a 60/40 split of those who won't be in any firing line for redundancy and those who might be. Unfortunately I'm in the ....... well, you can guess, can't you. The 60% of people who won't be made redundant are all nice people, but they can still earn overtime whereas I can't; they are all already on much higher salaries than I am; they will not be out of work, but I could be. And when you're looking at even the vaguest possibility that you might be a candidate for future redundancy (and to put it in perspective and laying aside all false modesty, I'm actually very good at my job so I think I'll be safe), and you're looking at your new payslip showing no overtime payments for pretty much the same extra work you've always done and which needs done to get the job done, and when you're sitting next to people who are earning far more than you, and when those people, not realising the effect they're having on you, are discussing amongst themselves whose turn it is to work the next lot of (paid) overtime over the weekend (and indeed beyond, on the upcoming Easter and May Day public holidays when it's double time), then it's hard to generate much enthusiasm for the job I absolutely love to do in the best department of the organisation I don't ever want to leave.
And so, dear friends, that's why today I'm on a bit of a downer, for the first time in ages. I'll be OK by tomorrow, I guess.