Have you ever hated a job so much you wanted nothing more than to sabotage it? You want nothing more than for them to experience the same kind of hell they put you through. Wanting to put them on their knees and ask for forgiveness in hopes you'll help relieve them of the burden you placed upon them. You then make your escape and leave them to their twisted fate.
My eyelids are heavy enough that forcing them open is almost impossible. I had to fight it to see where my phone was to turn my alarm off. I check the time, was it 7 a.m. already? I threw my blanket off and grabbed some clothes from my closet before jumping in the bathroom for a quick shower.
"Today is the day," I thought aloud. "I'm going to put my two weeks in and everything will go according to planned."
After finishing up the shower, I threw my clothes on and headed out the door. I had to double back inside after realizing I forgot my keys inside. I climbed into my car and headed to work.
On my way, the idea and the anxiety didn't leave my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about what my boss might say or even do after he realizes I'm leaving. He says I'm one of the most valuable people they have working there. They can't afford to lose me.
Finally, I made it. The parking lot was flooded with nearly as many cars as it could fit. If the employee parking wasn't open there would be no place for me to park. I got out of my car and snuck inside, slipping my hat on.
The screens inside were full as usual. They desperately needed my help in the kitchen. I ran back there, helping in dropping food in the fryers and tossing meat up on the grill. I helped bagging some food and before too long, the screens were nearly empty.
In all the help, my manager noticed me and thanked me for assisting. We carried on in a conversation as we made our way back into the kitchen. The co-workers were working to get everything stocked back up, awaiting another rush.
I broke the harsh news to my boss. He looked at me in a stern, concerning way. What was going through his mind? He was angry, I knew he would be. He simply nodded and said, "Thanks for letting me know."
He walked away and began working on some paperwork on his desk. That went far smoother than I thought. Perfect, part one of my plan had been pulled off without a hitch. Part two was about to commence.
I waited until my very last day to ensure nobody would catch on. I had recently purchased some special poison from a source I'm not aloud to name. I paid a pretty penny for it as well.
I spent the entire day listening carefully to every customer and matching them up with the food they were ordering. We could hear every word from the kitchen. I waited for the rude ones to order and slipped the poison in their food. I had been practicing my slight of hand so it would be untraceable, even on the cameras.
You see, the poison is special in that they don't realize it is in their system for a few days. They then go into cardiac arrest and die several days after consumption. It was a devious plan, but what better way to cull the population than to get rid of the rotten ones?
My eyelids are heavy enough that forcing them open is almost impossible. I had to fight it to see where my phone was to turn my alarm off. I check the time, was it 7 a.m. already? I threw my blanket off and grabbed some clothes from my closet before jumping in the bathroom for a quick shower.
"Today is the day," I thought aloud. "I'm going to put my two weeks in and everything will go according to planned."
After finishing up the shower, I threw my clothes on and headed out the door. I had to double back inside after realizing I forgot my keys inside. I climbed into my car and headed to work.
On my way, the idea and the anxiety didn't leave my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about what my boss might say or even do after he realizes I'm leaving. He says I'm one of the most valuable people they have working there. They can't afford to lose me.
Finally, I made it. The parking lot was flooded with nearly as many cars as it could fit. If the employee parking wasn't open there would be no place for me to park. I got out of my car and snuck inside, slipping my hat on.
The screens inside were full as usual. They desperately needed my help in the kitchen. I ran back there, helping in dropping food in the fryers and tossing meat up on the grill. I helped bagging some food and before too long, the screens were nearly empty.
In all the help, my manager noticed me and thanked me for assisting. We carried on in a conversation as we made our way back into the kitchen. The co-workers were working to get everything stocked back up, awaiting another rush.
I broke the harsh news to my boss. He looked at me in a stern, concerning way. What was going through his mind? He was angry, I knew he would be. He simply nodded and said, "Thanks for letting me know."
He walked away and began working on some paperwork on his desk. That went far smoother than I thought. Perfect, part one of my plan had been pulled off without a hitch. Part two was about to commence.
I waited until my very last day to ensure nobody would catch on. I had recently purchased some special poison from a source I'm not aloud to name. I paid a pretty penny for it as well.
I spent the entire day listening carefully to every customer and matching them up with the food they were ordering. We could hear every word from the kitchen. I waited for the rude ones to order and slipped the poison in their food. I had been practicing my slight of hand so it would be untraceable, even on the cameras.
You see, the poison is special in that they don't realize it is in their system for a few days. They then go into cardiac arrest and die several days after consumption. It was a devious plan, but what better way to cull the population than to get rid of the rotten ones?
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