It was only once the pink slip hit the table that I realized what was happening, and it happened so suddenly.
I had a bad day just yesterday, didn’t perform at my peak, sure. But was it that bad?
“You’re only as good as your worst day, John and you’ve had too many.” The only condolence my boss could manage.
The back door to the kitchen closed behind me, leaving me in the dark alley where I received so many orders in the past.
Stunned, the only thought I could manage was “How am I going to feed my kids?”
The only information I pulled from WP before I left for the weekend was something about a letter and keeping it short. I was thinking “Short” as in 500 words but when I read the 50 word and 100 word entries it really makes you think of the power of a simple word.
The subject mirrors real life. Had a bad day, anxiety will be the death of me if my job doesn’t kill me first. I feel that Management is very much a subject of fluidity, where you can have a bad day, it happens to everyone. But it’s your last bad day that people really remember.
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