The Red Warning Light: Fired Over a Text Message
Language: en
In front of the classified cleanroom doors, my manager was throwing an absolute fit, pointing a trembling finger right at my nose and screaming at me. I had missed his voice memo because I didn't have my phone on me. "Do you have a single brain cell in your head?! I sent you a message, and you dare to ignore me?!" I pointed at the red-lettered warning sign bolted to the wall: ABSOLUTELY NO COMMUNICATION DEVICES PERMITTED BEYOND THIS POINT. Then, I pointed to the young woman standing right next to him. It was the Plant Director's niece, Chloe, who was currently holding her iPhone up on a…