SCREWED

I stare at my boss Mark for a solid minute. I cannot have heard him right. He’s sitting there watching me, waiting for a reaction. “Sorry?” I ask, after a long, deafening silence.

Why… did I do something wron…..”Before I could finish my sentences he cuts in.

“ Why shouldn’t I fire you? Tell me?! Do you think that is how I run my business, if I run my business by letting my employee taken unnecessarily leave would my company have grown this big? He said.

Tears began to sting my eyes, I didn’t let his words get deep into my skin, I began to plead.

“ I am so sorry sir, two of my kids were ill, I promise it won’t happen again” I pleaded.

“ It would happen again and that is why I am relieving you of your duties”My boss says.

The tears I had been trying to push back fell down my cheek, he turn to his laptop and buried himself in work.

I pleaded for almost ten minutes but it all fell on deaf ears. I dried my tears and turn to my boss, I walked out of his office drying off my tears.

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