I’m not even sure if I remember the date…it’s all just a blur to me right now. I still can’t believe it happen.
A couple weeks ago, my company announced that it would be cutting jobs. This affected all of our global offices. We knew the number. We knew all of us were at risk. I just didn’t think it would happen to one of our best.
Today, my manager is gone; escorted out of the building after more than 2 years of service to our group. He was an irreplaceable asset to our team. Everyone in our group knew this, but Senior Management did as they pleased which begs the question: is this all a game?
I broke down on the floor. I stood their watching him pack up his things. I cried uncontrollably. I couldn’t believe what was happening. This must be a mistake. They have the wrong man. I still cannot believe this.
And now he is gone, my mentor and my friend. For my own selfish reason, I still mourn. I saw him again today; he asked me not to cry. He’s going to be okay. He was sick of the place anyway. He will do better; of this I am certain. Either way, work will never be the same without him.