I lifted the paper. The tightly written paragraph lauding the opportunity to work and grow with such a dynamic company. My neatly curled signature. Just an hour ago, this piece of paper represented my escape from this whole hellish nightmare. I placed it back into the folder. And for the first time since I’d left Chillicothe, I felt like a shackled animal without the ability to run.
Really Ellice?! You fina piss me off
