“I walked down the hall towards the board room contemplating this latest situation with the bank and the attempted robbery today. As I though to myself, that was the second one this week, what are we going to do about this? The bank is hemorrhaging money and I am at a loss as to why. (Look around the hall) I wonder where everyone is now, no one has been on time to a board meeting in forever and, needless to say, that doesn’t make me feel very good as a boss or an authority figure. What’s the word…(Stops and ponders for second) It makes me feel disrespected. (turns toward the wall and rests his head on it) When I think about what we could do to save this bank I draw a blank, I feel spent, I just don’t know what to do anymore. I have asked people what they think we should do about this money situation and they just stare at me and ignore me. (Stops and listens) What’s that noise? (Walks down the hall) Oh yea that’s right it’s Franks’ birthday and they’re having that party. I wonder if i should tell him that he’s getting fired at the end of the week…(debates and struggles with himself) No I don’t want to ruin his birthday. The sad thing is that most of us will be fired before the month is out that was the only way to keep people from suing."
"I knocked on the door and walked in, the shareholders and investors alike were furious with my leadership, if I had know this I might have made some excuse, anything that I could have…Just to get me some more time. To do what? I’m not sure. At that meeting they voted to push me out, they literally pushed me out of the bank at the end of the day. Needless to say that was my last day working there."
"My name is Tim and that is how I lost my job, my friends, the respect of everyone I knew, and everything that I ever cared about. That is why I sleep on the streets every night. It has been ten years since that day. (Man that Tim was talking to throws a couple coins into a jar beside Tim and walks away shaking his head)"