Taming Mr. f**k-boy

Teresa's P.O.V I grew up with my mom and dad until I was 11 years old. On September 24, 2006, my mom and dad were coming home from the mall, and they crashed. That day was the worst day of my life. For that day forward I ended up living with my grandma and uncle.                                                              Around 11 Years Later When I woke up this morning I checked my phone it was 7:40 am I had 20 minutes to get ready and get all the way downtown. I ended up getting to work 5 minutes late, so I ran in the building and went straight to the counter. But something stopped me I felt an arm go around my waste. I turned around to see who it was it was my boss holding my waste. I then said, " Hello Sir I need to get to work so can you please let go of me?" He looked at me and said, " You are 5 minutes late you most likely don't even have a good reason why." So I said back "Sir that is why I need to get to work and you are stopping me from doing that." Now he looked really mad so he said," I am the boss her not you. So I will be telling you when you need to work." So in response, I said, " Yes you are the one that tells me when to work and so, therefore, you are the one who made me come into work today. So because of that, I need to get to work now. So can you please let go of me now?" Then he looked extremely mad and yelled at me saying, " I am the boss so I can change when you work at any time I was so that is what I am going to do by doing that I have changed it so that you no longer work here at all. You are FIRED!" When he said that my face filled with shock, so I turned on my heel and walk right out of the bakery.