the office played volleyball
in the sand pit next to the parking
garage.
a lame attempt
at building comradery
amongst workers.
it was my only chance
for revenge
towards bosses
who spoke in another language
in front of me,
mocking my
inability
to write code for a program.
i'd leap high above
the net to spike the ball
with vengeance.
i was never promoted or
got a raise after
the first game
when i broke Hung Van's
nose with the ball
and was moved into an office
called the stationary
closet.
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