Life often imitates art. I wrote last about the denouement to the current chapter of my life, and the conclusion did indeed contain a surprise. Rather than simply being allowed to gracefully bow off of the stage on which I played, I was given the hook, unceremoniously. Not to say it was completely unexpected, but it was unwelcome nevertheless. I had come to believe that I would be allowed to exit in my own fashion, but even that was denied me.
Ah well. All in all, it now gives me better satisfaction to be rid of that situation. I expect to receive no further contact from that particular quarter.