It’s odd, but every time the anniversary of 9/11 rolls around, I can’t help but reflect on 9/10. It was a landmark day of my own. I had left Apple at the apex of the dot-com boom, and I’d joined a web design firm working as a program manager on site development for various clients. Slowly, business started to slow, and firms such as ours were going belly-up left and right. It wasn’t long before the writing was on the wall, and on 09/10/2001, I met with my employer at a small cafe in downtown Sunnyvale, where the news was laid out for me. They were shutting down. There was talk of possibly starting it all back up again once the economic fallout dust had settled, but that wasn’t going to be for some time, and in the interim, my services were no longer required.
I went home, I told my wife, and I tried my best to take it in stride. There was little i could do besides stay on a positive path. I told myself I’d get up in the morning and start my job search effort fresh and clean with a positive and optimistic outlook, and I’d be sure and find something right away.
The day didn’t quite play out the way i’d planned it.