Thursday, October 23, 2008

It Could Happen to You (Lay off in tough times)

It was just another beautiful autumn day in Portland, Oregon. Since it was October 1st, I swiped my credit card and bought my monthly MAX train pass for $86. If I’d been psychic, I could have bought the $4.75 one day pass. I wouldn’t need the train for awhile. 

imageI had barely put my bag down in my office when my boss told me we needed to meet privately. After leading me into the conference room he placed papers on the table and said “Max, it’s not you, it’s the economy.” I didn’t need to look at the papers to know what was happening.  There was a lay-off.  And my name was on the list, along with others.  Less than two hours later I was on the train home with an empty computer bag, my usual book bag and the oh-so obvious card board box overflowing with personal contents from my desk and adjacent walls. The woman across from me gave me a sorrowful look, and then averted eye contact.  She moved to the other end of the train as soon as another seat opened up. I managed not to cry until I got into my car. So, was this how it was going to be?