Imagine, if you will, that where you work, your boss is retiring in a few days.
Imagine, then, that the Big Boss--you know, the guy "downtown" or "at HQ"--has given no indication who will be the new boss, whether your workplace will continue its current programs, or even if your workplace may be dissolved.
Now imagine that Monday afternoon, the "Big Boss" called to say that he would meet with your staff, after work hours, on Wednesday afternoon; supposedly, this is to let you know what he's thinking about your future, and to listen to your concerns. You and your coworkers re-arrange your schedules and make other arrangements to prepare for the visit.
Flash forward to Wednesday: About three hours before the meeting, the "Big Boss" calls to cancel without giving a reason, confirming, in your mind, that he doesn't actually give a smelly rat's behind what you and your coworkers think or, even, thinks of you as anything other than ants in under his magnifying glass.
If you can imagine all of that, then you are getting close to imagining how I feel right now.
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