A harming day passed just like the others and a heavy work joins the desk.
As soon as I put my first footstep, the door gets closed like it was impatient to chase me. Now I am alone, jailed but free. No one is going to judge me because of my smelly socks, my unfixed hairs or my unshaved arms. My boss gave me some records to revise. Coming late every day, taking a long break every single hour and talking mean to his VIP customers.
I try to get fired while he keeps empowering me to run his business. His secretary sucks. I once scattered her papers because she kept chewing
All this tribulation is going to be over, at least just for a few days. We are taking a holiday until the investigation gets finished. Someone killed the boss and his assistant in the office and tagged in the wall “you suck “.
He tagged it with