Hopefully, you never get fired.
But 93% of the workforce will get canned, pink-slipped, cut loose at some point (totally made up that statistic).
Last year I had a miserable parting of ways that was dragged out over a month's time. The chick I was working with ended up being a two-faced bitch (but knowing that her ass is comparable to a vat of jello makes me feel better).
So I was 'let go'. And my VP, the one who make the cut, couldn't even do the work himself.
And I saw him last week for the first time...while I was on a first date. Yes, we were seated right next to that swine.
That's my life. LAUGH IT UP, CHUCKLES.