Ed Park, a novelist and former colleague of mine, blogs today in the New York Times about the idea of a personal layoff narrative. Park writes:

You step outside your office building for the last time, and instead of a wayward beam of sun warming your face, you see boarded-up windows all along the block, and the box in which you've packed your major cubicle possessions — Rolodex, spider plant, reams of something having to do with your 401(k) — is about to fall apart.

On today's podcast, we'll hear from a worker who barely saw it coming.