When I looked up, I saw someone I had hired myself, many years ago: a hard worker, a skilled coder, a nice guy. He just hadn’t made the cut. “Sorry, Marc,” he started. “I don’t want to interrupt you, but I wanted to come back and make sure you were okay. This must have been really tough on you.” I held the soccer ball and cocked my head. I didn’t know how to answer. It didn’t make sense. He’d just been laid off, and he was wondering if I was okay? “Well, anyway,” he awkwardly continued after a few seconds. “Thanks for everything.” He turned and started to walk away. But then, just before he
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