DAMON
“Is this all you got?” I asked furiously as my secretary stood beside me with her face looking pale. I didn't care to know what she had to do but I will not tolerate any nonchalant behavior around my company. “Four days I asked for this document and you dare come to me without doing your damn job? What is this?” I snapped, my fist clenched at her audacity. “You can do better and you know it.”
“I am sorry, sir,” Roselle pleaded. “I had a lot to deal with over the weekend and somehow lost track of work. I will get to it immediately and correct my mistakes.”
“You know what, that won't be necessary because you won't be working for me anymore. I can't keep this up, Roselle. I hired you for a reason, and you have clearly failed at doing your damn job, and I can't deal anymore.”
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