A man in a suit
stepped out of his
car, his white sport
utility car, closed
the door and locked
it. Beep. No tie. He
was parked on the
street to pick up
his daughter from
third grade. Today
was a yellow letter
day in tell-off
management.
Colleagues, bosses,
underlings responded
as any reasonable man
might wish. The
man in a suit
buttoned his jacket
against this once-
cold three o'clock.