Fateful Days

I’ve always had a fondness for that point in a drama where the lines have all been crossed, the inevitable wheel of fate has been set spinning but it hasn’t all fallen apart yet. In Camelot, its the point at which Arthur discovers Guinnevere’s infidelity. For the Beatles, it was the concert on the roof – you can see in everyone’s eyes that it is all over, that this is the wake celebrating the death of something they all shared. I have that feeling here and now in my day job. The things have been said that can’t be unsaid, the lead domino has been knocked over and now it’s just a matter of everything toppling over exactly like it has too. In some ways, that makes me feel much better. I have come to believe that there is no action I can take to save this relationship (between me and the company), so now I feel free to do whatever I please. It’s sad in one way, but it is also a
relief, like dropping a giant load off of my shoulders.

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Dave Slusher is a blogger, podcaster, computer programmer, author, science fiction fan and father. Member of the Podcast Hall of Fame class of 2022.