You Are Replaceable


You are replaceable
Bartholomew Klick

You are replaceable.

The skill you mastered over twenty years isn’t complicated. You’ve made mistakes. The new management doesn’t know you, and frankly, thinks you’re overpaid.

You are replaceable. There’s a line forming behind you to take your desk. More eager, more energetic, smarter people are licking their lips and measuring your space.

You love Dr. Who, just like everyone else, and you play a game with a Chinese name that the office only knows because you go on and on about it. And about that girl you like.

You are replaceable, but the sight of you makes cold days warmer and hot days just a touch more bearable.

You are replaceable.

But it wouldn’t be the same.