Against this backdrop, he still found time to reach for the stars and, naturally, someone else’s ear buds. Thirty bucks of mid-tier audio technology vanished, replaced by dollar store decoys one rung above “found in a discount cereal box.” For a brief moment, the office engaged in a murder mystery minus the murder or the mystery. He denied the theft with all the conviction of a kindergartener caught with cookie crumbs on his face.
In the end, our hero didn’t just lose the ear buds, he lost his job, his lease on fake status, and his audience. Sometimes karma comes in tiny, silicone-tipped packages.
