I am going to quit her
it was an irritating time
frustrating and exasperating
I felt neither respected or honored
ignored and shunned; I had aged out
no one wants a seventy-year-old employee
they did what they could to dissuade me
God kept asking me “why are you doing this?”
I guess God never had the fear of a lack of money
Even when I did not need any more, I kept going
so He had to take me out
I think He said to his angels, “If she is not smart enough to quit
I am going to quit her.”
He gave me upper respiratory infection, lower respiratory infection
and pneumonia.
I was forced to quit
it was the best thing that ever happened to me
I went out kicking and screaming
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