Fired by Insult, Hired by Respect

The day the company handed out year-end bonuses, my bonus turned into a box of ultra-thin condoms.

"The sales department's performance is all from sleeping around anyway. Spread your legs and the contract gets signed. That's easy."

I looked up at the secretary, her face twisted in a lewd smile.

"Getting off and making money at the same time---I'd want that job too."

A few obscene laughs echoed through the conference room.

I closed my laptop, got up, and left.

Leaning against the window, I opened SnapChat. The message from the VP of our rival company three days ago still sat in the chat…