A horrible day
Today was a horrible day at Vermont Yankee.
A year from now, the plant will be closed. Most people who work at the plant will be able to work there for only one more year. However, some people will (probably) be involved in doing the decommissioning assessment, and they have two years of work ahead of them.
Today, Entergy announced who will have a year, and who will have two years. The people at the plant referred to this as "the list was out."
I wasn't at the plant of course, but from what I read (mostly on Facebook) this was the worst day ever at the plant. Gratitude if you were one of the "lucky ones" was offset by misery at the fact that so many of your friends were "unlucky."
What can I say? I wanted the plant to keep operating. People work together for years to do something good, and in an afternoon, most of the good feelings were destroyed.
Grief. A horrible day.
A friend screams
I need to tell a story about a layoff. I was working at a software company, and there was a massive layoff. I survived it, and thought I was so very lucky. I guess I was. A woman I knew --- she screamed when our boss told her. I heard her. Everybody heard her. It was horrible, hearing that scream.
Well. The thing about being laid off is that the person generally gets another job. But where do they get a job? Obviously, they get a job at a company that is hiring. A company that is growing. A company that is doing well.
And that is what happened. She got a job within a few months and rose very quickly at that new company. Meanwhile, lucky me, the not-laid-off-person, well...I stayed at the same company and merely hoped to survive the next layoff.
I also thought...man, if I am the next person laid off, I am definitely looking my friend up! She's doing so well! She might be able to help me!
Who is lucky and who isn't? It isn't clear. In general, one year or two years from now, there will be no comparable jobs in Windham County. One or two years from now, people will be deciding to stay or to leave. I personally think that the people who leave will get good jobs...at companies that are hiring.
This is a miserable situation and I don't mean to be a Pollyanna. People are being torn right out of their community of work and friendship.
Still, people will go on and have good lives. This event is a lot closer to a divorce than a death.
Paint It Black
Grief doesn't know, though. Grief feels like grief even if it is "just a divorce."
To me, this very dark song has always been somewhat comforting. So I share it. I mean well by sharing it. I know it won't be everyone's cuppa.