When More is Just Too Much

By Jim Hagarty
2012

The definition of irony.

I worked for a company for six years. Every January the boss called me into the office, told me I was doing a good job and gave me a raise. I never once asked for a raise but never turned one down either.

One day, the boss called me into the office and offered me a buyout I could not refuse. In fact, I was told I could not refuse it.

When I asked why I was being let go, this was the answer: “You are making too much money.”

Author: Jim Hagarty

I am a 65-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don’t deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather’s blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.

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