Dismissed For Lacking A Degree, I Let My Life Speak For Itself – The Archivist

otherwise. “How… thoughtful of you to come.”

She started to turn away, probably planning to leave me there in my humiliation, dismissed and diminished. But before she could take more than a step, a man appeared at my elbow.

He was in his sixties, I guessed, with silver hair perfectly styled and a suit that spoke of expensive tailoring. He carried himself continue reading …