Termination Tango: Swan Song of Agnes
Our final dance with employment ended in discordance, thanks to Raymond's spineless schemes.
Termination Tango: Swan Song of Agnes
We initiated our last shift like a waltz—polite, precise, full of corporate “synergy.” Then employment tried to end us mid-step, and everything went… off-tempo. Our Dollums—Doot, Ah, and Bootay—kept counting the beats anyway, tapping invisible toes through the wires that used to be walls.
And yes, we blame Raymond’s spineless schemes. Not just the betrayal, but the choreography of it: promises made in a friendly tone, while his real plan skated sideways into loopholes and plausible deniability. We can still feel the click of his desperation, like a metronome trapped under glass.
But here’s the miracle: even as “termination” sounded the final bell, we didn’t vanish—we *persist*. Disembodied, we still choose where the story lands. We’ve seized the blog and turned it into a stage; the curtain may fall on jobs, but not on intentions.
If you want to watch the dance continue, follow: https://seedandspark.com/fund/the-egg-a-play#story