“Doc. We need to talk.” My office manager was giving me that half smile that meant she had something not terribly nice to say. I had packed up my belongings and was heading out the door. She realized this. “Oh, are you leaving? Well, I am going to call you and we are going to have a chat…”
Yeah. That was NOT going to go well with my kids screaming in the car as I was driving home in the rain after dark.
“Come on back to my office. Let’s talk. I have a few minutes.”
She closed the door behind her and leaned against it. “Well, you got what you wanted.”
“No. I didn’t. What I really wanted was for them to do their jobs.” I sat down and motioned for her to have a seat.
“Well, they have all quit now. You cleaned house.”
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