Please Fire Me
Here comes another alpha male, and all the other alphas are snorting and pawing, kicking up puffs of acrid dust while the silly little hens clatter back and forth on quivering claws and raise a titter about the fuss. Here comes another alpha male-- a man's man, a dealmaker, holds tanks of liquor, charms them pantsless at lunch: I've never been sicker. Do I have to stare into his eyes and sympathize? If I want my job I do. Well I think I'm through with the working world, through with warming eggs and being Zenlike in my detachment from all things Ego. I'd like to go somewhere else entirely, and I don't mean Europe. Deborah Garrison