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F*ck
#uck f*ck FUCK.
After months of nailbiting, today was the day we were to find out if we'd been sh!tcanned for the 'good of the company' or allowed to stay on, living the lives of fearful drones.
My best friend at work didn't make it. They told her she was being let go, made her clean out her desk, and escorted her out like a criminal. After almost twenty years on the job. They called it an "Involuntary separation." Himmler would've been proud.
What a f*cking shithole.
February 18, 2004
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