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The Termination of My Position (Narration)
I was sitting at my office desk when the phone rang. It was the front office buzzing,
the director of Human Resources wanted to speak with me immediately. This can’t be good,
I thought. We were on a fast-approaching deadline and needed to get the magazine finished
for printing. I didn’t have time for this. There was work to be done. Then, for some paranoid
reason, I got the fear I was losing my job. Though I had done nothing wrong, I assumed the
worst. On my way to the HR department, I searched my memory for any wrongdoing I had
done at work. Sure, I had used some work stamps for my personal letters; I had taken some
printer paper when no one was looking, but that didn’t warrant me being fired – which is
what I feared was going to happen in the very-near future. It was inevitable. It had gone from
a normal day to one of pure dread. Turning the corner to the office, and even though I was
growing more worried and anxious by the minute, I walked up to the receptionist’s desk. “Mr
Jacobs wanted to see me. I’m Ralph Thompson,” I said. “Yes, yes, just a minute,” she said. “He
is in the middle of a business call at the moment. He’ll be right with you when he’s done. In
the meantime, please have a seat.” And I did. But it was a very long wait. Much too long when
you’re expecting to get axed. Eventually,
I heard my name called. “Mr. Jacobs will see you,” said the receptionist, who then
opened the door of her boss’s office. The minute I walked inside, I noticed that my editor, my
publisher and the company’s boss were also in the HR director’s office. This was going to be
worse than I had imagined – much, much worse. After saying hello to everyone, I grabbed a
