Jordan sat in her small cubicle, she was packing away the last of her work belongings. The company she worked for had just been bought out. They were downsizing and her position was no longer needed. Jordan sat back in her chair looking at her former boss. He was in his late fifties. His gray hair was a sure sign of the stress he was under. His glasses were hanging on his nose. They gave her three months to look for a new job.
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