You told me, ‘We’ve already filled your position, and there’s no room for people who can’t keep up.’ So, guess what, Greg? I’ve already filled my schedule, and there is absolutely no room in my life for a company that treats human beings like garbage.

Good luck with your empty factory.” I hung up the phone before he could say another word, walked back over to my workbench, and picked up my tools. For the first time in twenty-five years, I felt entirely free.