Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember the time when I was fired from a telemarketing job. I could not pass the three-month probation time, due to my rather low ratio of sales over the telephone. Oh well, time to move on to the next thing. However, one cannot help but wonder whether the result might have been different if I had purchased that crystal that you were peddling to me during break time, purportedly as a valuable source of energy. Did my refusal seem to you a snarky brush-off? Oh well, perhaps it is just as well that I did not get stuck there in a box with Ed. Sometimes getting fired is not the end of the world. Besides which, there is such a thing as too much clutter of bric-a-brac.