100 Words: Smile and Grin at the Change All Around Me
I enter his office, as I have done many times before.
He gestures: “Have a seat.”
“I’d rather stand,” I say.
He nods as though expecting this. “You know why we’re subjecting you to disciplinary HR action again?”
I shrug. “I hate and loathe this place and can’t be bothered to hide it.”
He purses his lips. “Maybe the ultrafast-cloning business just isn’t for you.”
I close my eyes, take a deep breath. “Maybe,” I admit. Then I draw my pistol, shoot him through the head, and walk out.
Tomorrow, of course, we’ll be having the same conversation again.
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For consideration: "Meet the new boss. Same as the old boss."
He gestures: “Have a seat.”
“I’d rather stand,” I say.
He nods as though expecting this. “You know why we’re subjecting you to disciplinary HR action again?”
I shrug. “I hate and loathe this place and can’t be bothered to hide it.”
He purses his lips. “Maybe the ultrafast-cloning business just isn’t for you.”
I close my eyes, take a deep breath. “Maybe,” I admit. Then I draw my pistol, shoot him through the head, and walk out.
Tomorrow, of course, we’ll be having the same conversation again.
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For consideration: "Meet the new boss. Same as the old boss."