Offsites
I’m in bed, lying on my back, when the hotel room door opens. I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep. Door closes, a shuffling of feet. A moment passes and then the footsteps get closer. I feel a man standing over me. I make my body still.
This is at a work offsite in 2014 or so. The man standing over me is my assigned roommate who I don’t know very well. I do know that even though he decided to leave the company, he still went on the offsite. He saw it as a reward.
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