They say that the small moments are the ones you remember.
But I was fairly sure that this big moment of getting fired, a small box of my
things thrust into my arms… That seemed more likely to be a moment I’d remember
forever.
Longest elevator ride in my life, felt like. Then it stopped
on level 25, and an intern almost skipped in, looking over a coffee list. She
glanced up at me, then at the box, and after a moment pulled out a small packet
from her purse.
“Sweet?”
I guess that was one small moment I’d remember…
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