I drempt that they kept me, but took away my title of "Programmer Analyst" and called me a NOT "No Official Title" and I took a steep paycut. I had to do research like a Legal Assisant, only I was paid less, and I had no computer or desk. I had to beg others to find the information for me, and only with Supervisor permission. I had to take the analog modem line so coworkers could do a Lexis/Nexis search for me, and plug it into the computer because they didn't have Internet access. Then I had a notepad and pencil to write with, and a dictionary. No notebook computer, a paper notepad.

Bad enough they let me go, but they still haunt me in my dreams. It is like working for Freddy Krueger, getting fired, and then having nightmares.