My boss ordered me to stay late every day to train my replacement

The framed photo of my dog is gone, the succulent I always watered at 4:03 p.m. is missing, and my computer screen displays nothing but a single sentence in bold: Out of office, permanently.

“Morning,” I say cheerfully, pretending not to notice his blood pressure spike.

“What is this?” he snaps, glancing at the boxes.

“I’m helping,” I reply, using the continue reading …