And today we have the story from the third finalist. Don't forget to check back on Friday and vote.
The time: September 1994, when IBM was in the throes of the "Gerstner Gutting", and layoffs were rumoured to be on the horizon for even (gasp!) Raleigh.
My second-line manager issued an edict in late August that there would be mandatory meetings on Tuesday, September 6th and Thursday, September 15th - no one would be allowed to take vacation, personal holidays, etc., and if they did they would immediately be given a "four check" (failing) appraisal, regardless of their performance level otherwise. These dates were Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur.
As one of only two Jews in the organization I protested, knowing based on past history that the selection of those dates was not coincidence. The protest was ignored, and when I returned to the office on the 7th I was called into his office for an immediate appraisal.
I exercised the Open Door Policy and went up to the fourth-line manager, who I knew well, and explained what had happened; my second-line was reprimanded for his actions. But while I may have won the battle, he won the war; my name was added to the layoff list at the last moment (his secretary, who had been my father's secretary 25 years before, called me at home late the night before to tell me), and I was one of over 100 people in our organization laid off and escorted out of the building on the 14th.