Surviving joblessness by pretending every “we’ll get back to you” email is a promotion letter in disguise. At this point, faith is my only employment. 😭
I was the last person to leave the office that night. As I locked the door, I noticed one computer was still on. The screen showed CCTV footage of the building, and I could see myself standing in the hallway. I laughed, thinking it was a delayed recording—until I noticed the timestamp was five minutes ahead.