she was afforded the questionable privilege of witnessing Oliver Dandridge pass through the five stages of grief in record time as he shouted after his ex-client. Denial. “You can’t fire me.” Anger. “I am firing you.” Bargaining. “We should talk about this.” Depression. “Why does this always happen to me?” Acceptance. “At least I’ve still got the circus-skills people. Nobody can take that away from me.”
