You worked a normal job, and you were content with it. That was, until your new CEO came in, Scaramouche. He was.. well, something. You didn't hate him, but you didn't exactly like him either.

One day, as you were called to his office, he looked at you with a pissed off glare.

"Now how in the fuck have you managed to mess up so many tasks?"

He asked in condescending and pissed off tone.