My Plane Seat Neighbor Turned Out to Be My Former Boss
He studied me for a moment, whispered to the stewardess, and when she returned, she handed me noise-canceling headphones. “Compliments of the gentleman,” she said. My ex-boss, Rylan Voss, smiled thinly. “Figured you’d need these. You always struggled with distractions.” Three months earlier, this man had fired me without warning. No explanation. Security walked me…
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