Progress...

So, the other day when I was out about town, I saw a face that I recognized. I couldn't remember the name, just the face. I knew that I had worked with this person at <you know>.

So, I talked to them. Normally I would pretend not to see people, but, for some reason, I did talk. Well, we did the whole feeling-out-phase of the conversation in which we both try to figure out if the other was RIF'd or not. We discovered that we had, not only had both been aborted from the P womb, we were in the same room when it happened. She had been in management there and was as shocked (or more) as I was [That day sticks with me and may never leave.]. She found it sad that some of her people were in there, too. These people were set to get promoted and they were being let go. Their team had a person on STO's and was kept. Go figure!

I feel much better knowing that it was not a performance thing. I had always thought this to be true and it was nice to get this confirmation. While I realize that some people may still think that people like myself "got what we deserved." I give them a hearty FU! And, in the words of Col. William Ludlow: "Screw 'em!"