Brian Blanco says:
Interestingly enough, turning in my company-owned equipment wasn’t the hardest part. Nor was it saying good-bye to my friends and colleagues at my farewell potluck held in the section of empty cubicles that, in the not-so-distant past, had been bustling with activity and decorated with family photos of the employees who once sat and worked there. Even the long walk, after having been summoned, to the infamous little room next to the publisher’s office wasn’t really that painful. For me, the hardest thing about getting laid off from my staff position was waking up the next morning and realizing I had nowhere to go.