My Boss Is An Asterisk Hole
My first day on the new job. My boss, we’ll call him Thomas for lack of a better name, left a note on my desk.
Meet me in conference room 13B at 11:45.
Fifteen minutes early I’m armed with pad and writing utensil looking for the conference room. It’s a one-story building so it shouldn’t be that hard.
After making the rounds of the exterior, not once, not twice, but three times, I have not found the room, 13B. I abandon the buildings’ outer ring and begin g...