Day 2 of being laid off (six years ago).
I was told they wanted me to stay on for the week to transition the new president. He didn’t really need it, but I think they were being nice just to give me another week of salary. What other options did I have? None…
So I spent the second day, as I remember it, with my door closed, looking for my old resume, that was six years old.
After a few hours of not finding anything, I went online to look for resume templates (not something I recommend).
I’m sure I dinked around looking at news sites, and spending time with my emotions swirling, wondering what the heck was going on.
I am sure I wondered why I was making a salary that day, when I didn’t do anything really for the company. But they asked me to stay, so I did.
And thus, one of my first days of doing meaningless stuff. And I’m sure the depression started coming in.