100 words – Toxic

I tried to work with him but his toxic personality prevented any form of cooperation. He committed every business sin imaginable. Coming late for meetings. Talking on the phone during meetings. Ignoring emails. The whole deal.

He hated me as much as I hated him. He set me up look bad in front of the bosses. I lost my job. After three weeks of drunken bender, I realized how happy I was now and how much I hated that job. Wage slavery is much more obvious when viewed from the outside. Who needs a bank account. Christmas card for him.


Author: Tom
Writer, cyclist, RVer, etc.