Friday, 13 September 2013
Flash Fiction Friday: Business and pleasure just don't mix
Business and pleasure just don't mix
“What's up, Sam?” I asked cheerfully, as I entered his office, before noticing his foul-tempered looking demeanor.
“Clear your desk and get the fuck out of my building, Marco,” Sam snapped back. “I am sick and tired of correcting your fuck ups and it's time to admit that this just isn't working.”
Stunned I stared back at him, unsure whether to ask what I had, apparently, done wrong this time.
“And make sure that when I get home you are ready to take the punishment you know you deserve,” he added, a smoldering look in his eyes.