What's really sad about the whole redundancy thing is that it's meant to be a consultation. It isn't. It's a merry dance you are expected to take part in. You are only told in the vaguest terms what the steps are. And you do not lead.
What they do not tell you is that your hands and feet are tied. The dance is a sham. Their tunes, their moves.
Even being a non-elected representative of the "at risk" group is a move by them to fool you that you have influence. You do not. It's their tune; they have the instruments and the conductor.
You are like the triangle player in an orchestra with only one note to play in the whole symphony. You are prodded when it's your turn.
But by law we have to have this dance. Because after the dance, you're given a tiny piece of cake and shown the door, with a hand firmly in the small of your back. Pushing.
