So this is what it’s like to be fired.
Not much unlike being laid-off, which I had the unfortunate luck to experience two years ago. This time, like last time, it was no real surprise. Not that I expected to be fired, mind you, only that something would have to change.
I am proud of the work I did at Lulu. I stand by it, and I stand by the people who supported me there. It is unfortunate that the situation wasn’t right for either of us.
I am dealing with a lot of thoughts and emotions right now, so I am resisting the urge to post them all now. I do not wish to point fingers but to analyze things with as much of a clear head as I can.
I vowed not to give up on Lulu, and I did not. I worked harder there every day. I made it better right up until the last minute I was employed there, taking a vendor phone call even while turning over company passwords.
Still, I can’t help but feel I’ve let my wife and daughter down. They aren’t here right now – out running errands and enjoying the beautiful spring weather.
And on the outside I’ll seem indifferent to this whole thing until the second they walk through the door.