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Final farewells and a ball of rubber bands

After working for a company for 14 years, you never expect they’d treat you like a criminal. I never bothered stealing anything, though. Not even pens. To be honest, I steal those from places like restaurants and banks only.

Jill from HR finally opened up as she escorted me to my office for the last time and told me I had been stealing rubber bands. I opened my desk drawer to get my wallet and showed her my giant ball of rubber bands, explaining that I made it to stave off boredom. She told me it didn’t change a thing.

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Title by: -Gemo
Story by: Quintin

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