Your boss looks straight into your eyes and you can see the pain they’re feeling – you suddenly see them as a real person for the first time rather than the tyrant who bosses you around all the time…
‘No,’ they say. ‘You’re behind target, go back to work.’
You remain in the office until 9pm at which point you’re too tired to party. You go home and feed your cat Graham instead.
THE END.
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