Now I'm that stone-faced guy

A manager walks over to me and asks me to come with him. Strange (and serious). I follow him through the foyer past a professionally dressed unfamiliar lady into the lunch room and sit down opposite the CEO. There's a pay slip with some large numbers on it and he says words like cutting costs and restructure, then says I have been chosen. Like a rerun of a dream, it seemed wierdly familiar. I was no longer required. I had daydreamed about being free of the 9-5 grind before, but not this suddenly. I have Tania and baby Mikaela to think about now. Then I looked at the numbers. I don't have to work for months!

I leave the lunch room and return to my desk slightly shaky, like I'm not supposed to be there. The unfamiliar woman is waiting for me in the meeting room. I've been trying to leave here for months, but on my terms. My resume is ready, and the lady is from an employment agency. She'll want to see my resume, so I print it and take it in. She says I may have feelings of anger or depression. Joy wasn't on her list!
I'm not sure if this is good or bad, but its nice to be free.