Today is the anniversary of my layoff, at least three days ago it was. It has been 15 weeks, which is equal to the number of weeks of severance pay I received. I wanted to write an update of what has been happening to me for these weeks and also how I feel about things. Today is also special because I applied for a job for the first time since the layoff. Not sure if anything will come of the application, but I continue on my journey.
Five and a half years later, the uncertain road ahead is back. I woke up yesterday, a bit earlier than usual, and performed my regular morning routine. I commuted to work as usual, except my friend, who was also headed to the train station, saw me waiting for the bus and gave me a ride. Things were seemingly normal at work. I went in for my weekly 1:1 meeting with my manager, and he stated that he had bad news and HR was on the phone. These are two things you generally do not want to hear and combined together, it is guaranteed to be bad. My manager started reading some legal sounding text to me that ends with “terminate your employment.”