purge

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I inherited 10 years of unorganized photographs when I started my job last year. They were in a huge pile behind my employee's desk. I told her to go through the boxes a little each day until they were done. I knew most of the photos would be discarded. If she spent a bit of time each week she'd get through it in no time.

She resigned last week to stay home with her new baby. The pile was untouched. Now a new team is moving into that space and the pile needs to go.

Guess who is doing it?

Sigh.

God bless the alumni mom who is coming in to help me this week. She rocks.

My former employee? Yeah. She doesn't.