Monday, November 21, 2011

healthy lungs

I sat in the break room drafting my resignation letter on my Blackberry in silence. Boss's shouting got louder and louder with every word I typed, and every decibel seemed to increase with as much remorse as I felt for every letter I punched in.

By the time I had finished, Boss was still going. The fact that Boss could still achieve those levels of sound even with a bad case of bronchitis was astounding. I'm surprised my coworker still had a face after that.

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