Friday, September 26, 2003

As he was walking out, all he said was “See ya.” There was no farewell party for him. He had worn out his welcome. He came with high honors, left disliked. He felt too good to be among us. He said he was better than the rest of us, that we were all incompetent, and that he’d fire all of us if he were our boss. He whined and complained too much, provided little help, and didn’t get along with others. One day he’d shake your hand, the next day he’d pass by you without even giving you a look.

Roger is gone. Many are glad.

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