Colton said:
Am I being paranoid for waking up every day, almost too afraid to look at my cell messages or email for fear of getting word still more cuts have been made, or I am being let go or my shop has padlocks on its doors?
For some reason, try as I might, I find myself unable to shake this sense of foreboding.
Honestly, mate, I've been there. I know what a horrible feeling it is that you are describing. It colors every part of your life and makes you feel miserable. Miserable to the point that when the other shoe finally does drop, you actually feel relieved.
Get out when you can, preferably on your own terms. I can't imagine these cockroaches paying the serfs enough to justify the constant misery and walking-on-eggshells feeling. I understand that people need to make a living and that other jobs suck, too. But good luck in finding something better.