Excuses Amidst Anxiety
My boss turned to face my dad and anxiously fixed his tie. He started to explain why sacking me was a “business decision” while attempting to seem assured. “You see, it wasn’t personal,” he began, stumbling over his words. Just for the team’s sake, I guess. He spoke haltingly, and his face showed his nervousness. Instead of interrupting, my dad sat there and practically urged him to keep spinning his web.
Excuses Amidst Anxiety
Nods And Observations
Dad listened carefully the entire time, nodding slightly now and then. I saw my manager as he made his argument from right behind him. For him, the tiny space felt like a large stage. As I looked around the room, I took in every detail, including the worn-out chair, the desk covered in paperwork, and even the tiny coffee stain on the carpet. The mess he found himself in was symbolized by this location.
Nods And Observations
