Fired

Laid off. Part of a RIF (reduction in force). Downsized. Let go. It feels like I'm fired.

You were part of the fire of creativity here. You were the fuel that kept our customers happy. You were the source of so many good things that made us a strong team. But it is time for you to go.

Am I responsible for the flames of a forest fire? Is it too big to control? Is it too hot in here?

I don't know. But now you need to take your coals elsewhere. Be part of a different fire somewhere else.

My fire is dead. Where will I burn again? Will I find a home before my embers grow cold?