They Changed the Date on the Inspection Log I Signed

Synopsis

My employer put my signature beneath PASSED on the sprinkler log from the mall where a stockroom worker died. The date had been moved forward two months. The junior inspector I trained swore he had watched me certify it. "Your own records speak for themselves," the company's lawyer said. Everyone in the hearing room treated my objection as the problem. By noon, I could lose the career I had spent twelve years building. But my carbon underlayer still held the grooves of FAILED, the original date, and the stamp across the binding edge. Then the lawyer enlarged my signature and asked why I had walked away from a system I knew could kill.-