"Alice, boss wants you." One of my coworkers told me. I sighed and got up slowly, dreading this meeting already. My boss was an obese, perverted motherfucker that needed to jump off of a cliff.
Taking the elevator, I rode it upstairs until it reached the floor my boss was on. Floor ten. The hall was relatively empty, save for a few people here and there. I walked up to the secretary's desk and she looked up, smiling.
"Here for Mr. Downey?" she asked, typing away on her computer.
"Unfortunately." I answered. She kept her fake smile plastered on her face, but I knew that she agreed with how I felt. Every female here felt that way about our boss.
"Go on in." She gestured towards his office door and I took a deep breath before walking to it and opening it, entering what I called "the dungeon". Mr. Downey was sitting in his chair, his hands folded in front of him. His pudgy face was a bit red, probably from the collar that seemed to be choking him, and the suit he was wearing was very unflattering.
One would think that with the amount of money he had, he would invest in tailored suits.
"Please, sit." I did as he asked, wondering why I was even here in the first place. I crossed my legs and put my hands on my knee, waiting for him to start speaking.
"You are a very valued employee and I would like to start by thanking you for putting your all into this company for so long." Mr. Downey started and I just nodded, all three years of my work in this company finally being acknowledged. He paused for a bit, catching his breath since that one sentence took it away from him.
"Thank you, sir." I replied, wanting to fill in the silence he let linger.
"A position has opened up in one of the levels just below the CFO and I would like to give you the position." My jaw dropped.
"Wait, are you being serious right now?" I asked, bewildered that he would choose me out of all people to fill that position. The connections I could get being right under the CFO...it was just out of this world. Mr. Downey nodded and stood up, walking around to where I was. He sat down at the edge of the desk and folded his hands in his lap.
"I'm being very serious, Alice. There's just one little thing you have to do first." I perked up, ready for anything he threw at me. This position was going to be mine.
"Okay, what is it?" I wondered, my eyes following him as he got off the desk and walked around my chair. I thought he was going to walk back to the other side and sit down, but he stayed behind me. I jumped a bit when he placed his large paws on my shoulders.
"I heard through the grapevine of how talented you are in...other areas." Mr. Downey said, slowly massaging my shoulders. Revulsion rocketed through me and I scrambled away from him, disgust evident on my face.
"Excuse me?" I just about shrieked, offended. He started to walk towards me again, but I held my hand out, not wanting him to come any closer.
"What? I'm a man with needs." he said, with no shame. I wanted to puke.
"You are a disgusting pig." I spat and he raised an eyebrow.
"Then I guess I'll give the position to someone else." Mr. Downey stated, lumbering back to his desk. I scoffed.
"Seriously? This is the only way to get that position?" I asked, dejection weighing down on my shoulders.
"That's correct." I took a deep breath, balling my fists to my sides so that I wouldn't do anything reckless.
"Fine. Then I quit." I stated and before he could say anything, I stormed out, not even bothering to close is door. He could do that on his own. Anger consumed me and turned into angry tears, which slid down my face as I walked out of the building of my now former job.
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