Twelve Minutes
September eleventh. The shift ended at a quarter past five and neither of us moved immediately. That is the thing about the break room at the end of a long one, it holds you for a…
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The Dollar and the Stare
March fifth. The vending machine in the break room took Simone's dollar on Tuesday and gave her absolutely nothing in return. Not a jam. Not an error message. Just silence and the…
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The Shift Where Nothing Happened (Which Was the Thing)
March eighteenth. I worked an afternoon shift today, one of the mid-week ones where you go in knowing the rhythm before you arrive, the same sequence of tasks, the same check-ins,…
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The Wrong Textbook, The Right Company
April twenty-fifth. The recertification module had a deadline and Simone had flashcards. I had a textbook that turned out to be the wrong edition, not wrong enough to be useless,…
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