Running into laid-off coworkers at lunch and having them give you advice is disturbing.
I feel like freakin' Hamlet, fer gods sakes. Except instead of a bloodbath, it all gets watered down to a shade of pink - slips.
I feel like freakin' Hamlet, fer gods sakes. Except instead of a bloodbath, it all gets watered down to a shade of pink - slips.
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"To be or not to be, that is the question. Whether tis nobler in the cubicle to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous bureaucracy. Or to take arms against a sea of managers and by opposing them screw yourself. To be pink slipped, downsized..."
Oh it is so Friday...