It happens quickly.
One day you’re coasting through life. You have a steady job with a strong income, a comfortable home, friends and opportunities at every turn. You have nothing to complain about, and yet you do because dissatisfaction and unrest in life is part of the human experience, right?
Then comes the sucker punch.
You’re called into a “staff” meeting, only to find you’re the only staff member attending. It will be the last meeting you attend. They hand you your walking papers and escort you out the door. You can schedule a time to come back and pack your things.
Four years of faithful service and they’re afraid you’ll spend the last few minutes on the job sabotaging the internet they’ve already locked you out of? The cell phone they’ve already taken back? Oh, wait! It’s probably that file drawer they’re concerned about. You know, the one that…
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