Friday they were let go.
They were called into the little office one after the other and let go. They came out looking dazed, the whole world having changed in a few minutes.
Your desk, your laptop, your colleague sitting next to you… all these aren’t yours anymore. Your boring routine, your terrible commute, all your complaints about the stupid office… all these are taken away. Your salary, your pension, your plans… all swept away with a few sentences.
“I’m sorry, but…”
They came out looking dazed. I watched them.
Then my phone rang and I got on with my shitty day.
The coffee machine was out of order too.
Is this a happy story, I don't think so!!
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