Monday, June 29, 2015

Daily grind

A lot of days that are very much the same as all other days.  But then last week, a man I work with didn't show up to work.  We found out later he passed away during the night.  He was about my age, nice guy.  They let us know in an email, and then the day went on.

That rattled me.  Someone died and we didn't stop working (we answer calls).  It felt like he didn't matter.  Later they raised money to donate in his name, but we never stopped working.  I found that thoroughly depressing.

I just know that I don't want to work there until I die.

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