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.
I guess that was one small moment I’d remember…