I usually get to work early--regardless of how deep I am wallowing in my personal or professional sloughs of despond. Today I arrived before the receptionist and swiped my keycard.
The light stayed yellow. It did not turn to green.
I swiped it again. Locked.
OK. I'm deactivated.
Cyber-fired.
Ah, as The Kinks almost sang, "the paranoia is gonna destroy ya."
O tempore, o mores.
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