[My Favorite Park Slope...]: Place To Drink After Getting Laid Off

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For over two years, I worked at a large ad agency located in the clusterfuck that is Midtown Manhattan. This past March I was laid off with a gaggle of other sorry-ass folks not good enough to cut it with the Draper, Sterling and Price's of the world. On the morning of my execution, I received a call from my boss that went like this:

Boss: Hi Kerri. Could you do me a favor?

Me: Sure thing.

Boss: Can you meet me upstairs in chat room 3H?

Me: Is that the one right by HR?

Boss: Yes.

Me: The one that you invite people to when firing them?

Boss: ...

Me: Is Mitch the HR guy with you right now?

Boss: ...

Me: I'll be right up. 

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