Lay off.
Reduction in force.
Right sizing.
It's all fired though. But, honorably discharged, I supposed. Oh yeah, today I got laid off. Me and two department colleagues. One of those colleagues a very close friend and mentor. Damn!
A business decision.
Not related to your performance.
Cue up Will Oldham's "You Will Miss Me When I Burn" because even with the most pragmatic view of business physics and wearing the bravest face, that shit smarts a little.
I suspected something was fishy when the out of state boss set the quickie no context meeting. "Uh, OK, see you then." Then, when NONE of the fabulously placed spies could determine what the purpose of the meeting was.... combined with several other "tells" that I cannot go into without revealing too much about how one operates both in the corporate spotlight and in its sewers. Let's just say, I knew.
Thursday after lunch. Last day Friday. No problem. Ten years. No problem.
All for the very best though, "it's all opportunity, kids." All for the very best.
Music to make
Pictures to take
We move forward with positivity, optimism, and glee at the next set of adventures ahead.
Or, something like that.
