who had the corner office,
the man who
hired me,
a large
man
with a beard and
every hair in place,
was fired
the other day.
i watched him
walk past
my cubicle
with tears in his
eyes.
carrying his box
of personal items.
a picture
of his wife
and children. his framed
degrees
in computer science,
and his green stuffed
frog
that he kept
on his desk.
maybe that was it.
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