Before I could explain anything, he cut me off.
“Clear your desk,” he said. “Effective immediately.”
Losing Everything in Seconds
Just like that, it was over. No meeting. No warning. Nothing.
He turned and walked inside as if nothing had happened, leaving me standing in the cold while the doors closed behind him—and on my career.
She looked at me, wrapped in my coat, and apologized softly. Then she said something I couldn’t shake:
“You knew what you were doing.”
Two Weeks of Falling Apart
The next two weeks were rough. Really rough.
I was counting every cent, surviving on cheap meals, sitting in a cold apartment just to save money. Job applications went unanswered. Recruiters stayed silent.
