When you are 63, you are supposed to be near the pinnacle of life. You should be planning the big career exit strategy. You should be polishing up your legacy and buying accessories to match the gold watch.
Not so for my dear friend Robert. He, at the unemployable age of 63, was given the boot this week.
I find myself in awe of the lack of scruples it would take to decide to lay off someone two years from retirement. How would that board room conversation go? "Well, Steve, we could save 1% if we cut old Bob." "Excellent, Joe. That's a great solution to our expenses glut. I'm giving you a 5% raise!"
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