Death makes me want to blog. I wonder why that is?
Company treats a man like garbage, discarding him when they think they no longer need him. Company was wrong. Man comes back to save company, charging a pretty penny but humbly accepting nevertheless. Man saves company, even while they doubt his wage and contribution. Man nearly dies. Perhaps he will tonight. Company moves on. Next man up. Flowers are sent as a reminder of the work he did but quickly forgotten.
That’s not a haiku, unfortunately. I’m depressed.
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