I tapped my pen against the conference room table impatiently, barely paying attention to Jeff's presentation about a new client that was being taken on. A client I already knew they were going to try and force on me.
Not today.
"What do you think, Liz? Think you can handle something this simple?"
Fucking. Jeff.
His cronies snickered around the room as they waited for me to quietly accept the abuse, but the snickers stopped as I slammed my hand against the massive wooden table and stood up.
"No Jeff, I don't think I can. I'm too busy doing everyone else's work around here."
"Well, that's hardly fair Liz! We all work together here to get the work done. It's not very nice of you to act like you do everything."
"No, f**k you, Jeff. I'm done with you and your frat boys pushing me around
