Pounding the Pavement

You work hard; you keep your nose to the grindstone and your pedal to the medal.

You burn the midnight oil and you mind your P’s and Q’s.

You give one hundred and ten percent and you shoot for the moon.

Then one day, management pays a king’s ransom for another company and suddenly it’s a dog eat dog world and you’re dinner.  

The severance check is in the mail and you’re pounding the pavement licking your wounds.

But all's fair in love and war

And even though it cuts to the quick

It's just

Another nail in the coffin

If you have an ax to grind

Go blaze a new trail

And always remember that what comes around goes around and every cloud has a silver lining.