TANISHA
I had just agreed to go on a mystery date with a stranger, not a real one, just a neatly packaged transaction dressed up in business casual. Be charming, smile, sit pretty, exist correctly. For a man who had threatened to erase my existence from the job market. It wasn’t like he left me a choice. I hated how easy, how casual he made it sound.
Honestly, I was stunned he admitted my relevance, and the fact that I was excellent at my job. I guess the saying ‘you don’t know what you have until it’s gone’ hit him hard. When he offered me my job back, I wanted to chew it and spit it back on his face. But I had to keep it real with myself, I didn’t have any prospects for a new job, I would have had to dip into my savings sooner or later.
Regardless, I wasn’t about to go back to corpor
