The door opened and my name was called. I was asked to join the Director of Operations and the CEO in the conference room. "I'm sorry we have to do this," and that was it. I lost my job. I was a statistic, one more number added to the hundred of thousands who have lost their jobs due to the economy. Sure, it's a layoff and not a firing but the end result is the same. I don't have a job on Monday which means I'm not making money anymore. (side note: have you ever looked at the job loss reports? They are always in rounded off numbers. I just find it a little interesting.)
You start collecting your belongings and then start saying goodbye (at least I wasn't escorted out of the building by security.) The many frustrations caused by some are forgotten. You realize you spend more time with these people than almost anyone else in your daily life. Some people cry...I tried to keep it together but was unsuccessful. It just came from some place deep down inside me. There was no stopping it, no matter how hard i tried, and i tried pretty hard. The car ride home wasn't much different. Lots of emotions i didn't even know i had kept pouring out. It didn't help that i was stuck in traffic trying to get from Boulder to Denver. It was my first job...i learned a lot about business; both what to do right and what not to do - both valuable. I spent the last three years, Monday through Friday showing up and working hard and now it was over. I think that's what really got to me and hit me hard. The finality of the situation. I was never going to work there again. It was over. It didn't matter that i was happy and ready to move on. It didn't matter that i was frustrated most days when i left the office. It was over.
So...what next?
On to bigger and better things.
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