by embyquinn » Tue Feb 07, 2012 5:28 pm
I got fired today, after eight years at the same job. I outlasted three owners, but the current one is fighting with his manager/live-in boyfriend over selling the business and we, the grunt workers, are the casualties.
"Dolls love to be played with. They are lonesome if you leave them always in a box. How would you like to be left day after day alone, with no one to love you?"