The Bored Room

21stJul. × ’09

My whole department was called into the large board room this morning. I always feel nervous within this space. It smells of stale men and capitalism. My boss had his solemn concerned face on, which carries all the weight and sincerity of a drunken man promising a female friend that it won’t be “all weird” in the morning. He proceeded to explain that one of us would be made redundant by the end of the day, and then asked us all to write down on a piece of paper who we thought it would be and pass it to him.

Apparently it was a tie between everyone in the office.


Yo, where my tweeps at? –

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