Corporate Graveyard

Date: 10/13/2022

We are at the corporate graveyard in the chalet just past the club house, preparing for a funeral service. A wall of windows overlooks the grounds from the large, ultra-silent dining room (where conversations go to die). "Looks like a golf course," I joke. "Too many obstacles," Danny replies. A man in a leisure suit makes some joke about long drives. There are plates stacked with colourful, over-decorated donuts. I select one with cherries and cream. Definitely not on my diet. I am holding it by the paper cup and realize it is a pastry, not a donut. Can I put it back? No, the others will be disgusted. I just touched the paper, but Covid protocols still remain.