Yesterday when I came to work I’d forgotten my keys again having lost them somewhere in the unpacking of my pod and a ton of boxes and piles of books. My boss was on a conference call so I mimed through the window that I needed the spare set.

She slipped them through the door and returned to her call. Twenty minutes later she walked out of her office, stopped and made a joke about me having forgotten my keys again, put her coat on and left the building.

For good.

I thought she’d gone outside to smoke so when the Director came and asked me to see him in his office I thought it was routine. I sat down with a few other co-workers, crossed my legs and he said, “I just wanted to give you the heads up that BossLady has resigned, effective immediately.”

“What? Like right NOW? Like as of this minute?!” I felt like a guppie fish with its mouth out of water opening and closing and gasping.

“That would make it immediate,” he said with a sigh and a half eye-roll. “I just want you to know that we have things under control so you don’t panic and jump out the windows.”

BeautifulGeek quietly pointed out that the windows don’t open.

I’ve been in sort of a walk-in-circles state. Sad. A little angry. I feel deceived about having signed on and the management leaving. Then guilty like it must have been my fault. There is anxiety that something happened to her, maybe she’s sick or something happened in her family and that stresses me out.

There was no explanation. No good-bye and no warning. I’ve been looking at the files on my desk and wondering… WTF?