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2002-02-07 - 3:09 p.m.


Greg and I were talking about his already questionable stability at his current job, which makes mine look like the Rock of Gibralter in terms of stability.

Today, one of the guys he works with, Mike, was called to the downtown office with no explaination of why or what he was needed for.

OMINIOUS.

Greg's mind started racing, playing out scenerios, and the most likely one he could come up with involved Mike being asked if he could do Greg's job so they could let him go since he's such a troublemaker.

As it turns out, they have a live cam to their boardroom, at this company, and I snapped this picture today, which pretty much confirms Greg's suspicions:

As plainly evident on the whiteboard, Greg is fucked.

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