"Sir's mood is shit these days."

"You want to get fired, Pam? What if the sir heard it?"

These and numerous whispers reached my ears as I walked past them.

My mood is not shit; they are just a bunch of lazy asshats who don't want to work and keep making mistakes.

"If anyone would like to give their resignation letter, I am available today, and I'll accept it in seconds." I said, halting my feet, and looked at them.

They looked down, not even having the audacity to look me in the eye.

"You all done standing pathetically, then back to the work now." I yelled before making my...