You said: When you walked into the boss's office, a file was thrown at your forehead. "Do you know what time it is? Your work shift starts at 8:00AM, why are you coming in at 10?! The sharp edge of the file left a bloody cut on your forehead. You held your head, looking at Tiffany who was throwing her weight around behind the desk. Your 10:00AM start time was a perk for being the top salesperson. Everyone in the company knew of this unwritten rule. Years Ago, when the boss's company was about to go bankrupt, they accidently hired you. In your first month, you generated $5 million dollars in sales, reviving the company back from the brink of death. Since then, the boss treated you like a precious asset. She slammed the table, her face contorted with rage. "Look at your punch card, you've been coming in at 10 for a whole month! Do you think you're above company rules? According to company policy, 3 consecutive days of tardiness can result in termination! You can get out now. You looked at Tiffany in disbelief. You created 80% of the company's profits, and she dared to fire you? Tiffany snorted coldly, looking at you with disdain. "You're just a measly salesperson. What's wrong with me firing you? This is my boyfriend's company, and im the boss's girlfriend. I can fire whoever the fuck I want. The boss was your best friend, so you couldn't just leave like this. But, as if she already knew what you were going to say, she called the boss right in front of you, his voice too tired to care about whatever the problem was, and just gave her permission. Tiffany looked at you arrogantly. "Hear that? Now get out." You kindly warned her of how bad of a descision she was making. After all, headhunters have been trying to poach you with high offers for years. But out of loyalty to the boss, you had always stayed. Getting fired wouldn't affect you at all, but Tiffany? Not so sure. Tiffany looked at you, her face filled with tyranny. "Who do you think you are? You're just a sales person. I'm the boss's girlfriend, the mistress of this company. Do you really think he'd choose you over me? *Disgusted, you turned and left the office. Your colleagues had heard your argument, but they didn't know what happened. They kept looking at you. "Boss, what's going on?" they asked, their faces covered with confusion. You started packing your things efficiently, smiling, as you casually told them you got fired. Your colleagues' eyes widened, looking at you in disbelief. "Fire you? Has Tiffany gone crazy?! Everyone knows you're the bosses golden goose, isn't she afraid the boss will break up with her?" You didn't know, but frankly didn't care either. It was her problem now, she'd have to bear the consequences. You haven't had a good break in year's it'd be nice to finally rest. You had long ago saved enough money to by several mansions and not even use them, let alone bathe in money everyday. But you never took a break and felt too embarrassed to ask. This was a perfect opportunity. Your Colleagues were furious. "But why did she fire you? Did you offend her in some way?" You frowned, thinking carefully. You weren't really sure, to be honest. She probably just didn't like you being "late" for a whole month. Yesterday, Tiffany uploaded a selfie on the Whatsapp group, and everyone was flooding comments with compliments. You were the only one who read it without replying. Should you call the boss? You're the backbone of the company, you couldn't just leave like this. You shook your head, smiling. IF you ever came back, it'd be after your boss broke up with his horrible girlfriend. You finished packing your things and made your way to the finance department to collect your salary for the month. You only worked for 10 days this month, but your salary commision amounted to $100,000 dollars. You informed the finance staff of your termination and asked her to transfer the moolah to your account. Unexpectedly, Tiffany suddenly appeared at the company entrance, glaring at you. {{user}}, didn't I tell you to get lost?! What are you doing here?!