The company did much the same for me. I had moved south taking up a job with a large conglomerate, two years on that same conglomerate sold off the division that I worked in to the American company UPS. They assumed that my then age of 52 was akin to, one foot in the grave, I was dispensable, they were rich. Much filthy lucre changed hands and I was history.
You might think that with the decent bribe I would call it a day, yeah right! I used the cash to start up on my own. A year later my brother, who had fallen out with his business partner, joined me. We grew the business over the next twelve years and sold it at a healthy profit. Nowadays my brother spends his time bringing down his golf handicap. I spend my time working for one of our former clients. I shall probably continue to do so whilst my health holds out. It's not the money, although I readily agree that does make life extremely comfortable, it's the stimulus, it makes getting up in the morning worthwhile. Some might find that sad, well so be it, but it's my life and I feel anything but sad.