this is less of a poem and more of a rant. someone i love lost their job because they got incredibly sick and had to use up all of their sick time, and apparently they didn’t like that at work. it was right after they hit the 10 year mark of working there, too. this person is too old to continue looking for another job to keep their family supported and healthy and happy. but they have an interview on thursday (when they JUST put the application in on the 31st. it was such a quick reply, we were so happy!!!) they’re gonna get this job & we’ll be okay. everything always ends up being okay.