We get downsized and rightsized. We get outplaced. We get deselected. We get riffed. But getting fired sounds as if it belongs back in the '50s, when it was always happening to Dagwood Bumstead.
Companies still fire people, of course, but they usually call it by another name.
Something less final and more euphemistic. We're no longer employees in this postindustrial age, after all. We're human resources. You can't simply fire us. You have to give us an indefinite furlough, something that gets us out the door without provoking an injunction or a discrimination suit.