The Bus Ticket To My Divorce
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The deal I’d spent six months nursing was finally ready for ink. Then my wife—the CEO of the company—had HR cancel my flight and booked me a twenty-hour ticket on a cross-country Greyhound bus instead.
When I confronted her, she didn't even look up from her laptop. She just accused me of being "fiscally irresponsible."
"The flight exceeded the standard reimbursement cap for senior staff," Brooke said, her voice like dry ice. "I know you’re my husband, Nate, but I can’t go breaking company policy for you. It sets a bad precedent for the rest of the team."
