He walks through the oh-so-familiar entryway, taking his usual pleasure in seeing the name on the side of the building.
His name, his father’s name.
He imagines how this will go, his last day.
The slideshow of company history, anecdotes.
There will be smiles and maybe tears. Above all, respect.
Of course it isn’t like that at all.
He abandons the presentation halfway through, the smirking MBAs making great show of their boredom.
The new owners.
As he walks out carrying the slide projector all the old friends and trusted employees will not meet his gaze.
He’s sold them out.