I limped out of the meeting and said, “excuse me”, and took the elevator down 67 stories, went to Grand Central, limped home, and never went back to work at that job. I never returned the constant phone calls and emails over the next month. “James, where did you go?” For all I know my name is still on my office door and my name is still on their website. I’ve never checked.
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