One of the HR reps extended a document toward her.

“Nancy, this is your termination agreement. Please gather your belongings and exit the company.”

Feeling the eyes of her co-workers upon her from the larger office, Nancy took the document with gritted teeth.

“I understand.”

Twenty minutes later, she reappeared from her office, gripping a box of her personal items so tightly her knuckles went white.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Millie, our business isn’t settled.” As she passed Millie’s desk, she left a lingering statement in her wake.

looked down, puzzled.

her when faced with the absurd bucket-drinking

others were just

she actually just

think the bet had anything to do with this?

days ago, I saw HR call her in. They don’t do that for nothing.

tasks. People like us, who didn’t cozy up to her, were left with the thankless, grueling design assignments. I don’t know how much more I could take

The past

Mr. Shaw, and

push back, she’d say we were

those tough days are

in, “The entire vibe of the design department

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