The Faithful Servant Wakes Up

Two days ago I was driving to the store for milk and lettuce to support my (fairly mundane) eating habits.  I turned left on Slauson and into the on-ramp for the 90 to Marina Del Rey.  Suddenly I woke up.  This is not the way to the store; this is the way to the job that I felt happy and secure in, three days ago.

Yes, I have been “laid off.”  This is a first for me and I was unprepared for the emotions that it brought up.  I needed a little refresher on the Five Stages of Grief to make sense of it.  Hopefully I won’t be getting to Stage Four.  I’ve never been prone to depression and don’t expect it now; but I didn’t expect the others either.

The experience itself?  I came into work on Monday to find the parking lot less full than usual.  I got my coffee as always and went to my desk.  It was eerily quiet everywhere in the office.  I answered three emails from London, knowing that they would be leaving the office soon.  I checked for new projects in my queue.  I went for another cup of coffee and noticed that my section was empty.  Ominous.  My Manager saw me, seemed flustered, and said “do you have a minute?”

Skeletons_Funeral_David_GoodrichDown the hall and into an office, seated across from the head of HR.  She got straight to the point and continued on, but after the first few sentences I was sealed in a cocoon of numb shock.  Vacation pay, severance, COBRA and finally reaching behind her desk while asking if I needed a box for my things.

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