Refund Canceled My Boss's Career
Language: en
My manager cornered me out of the blue, claiming his corporate card had hit its daily limit. He asked me to front the costs for some "essentials" for next week’s massive signing gala. When I saw the order summary, my heart nearly stopped. Five cases of thirty-year-old Macallan and a high-end customized wax seal set. The total came to exactly fifteen thousand dollars. It hurt—it physically hurt to look at that number—but I gritted my teeth and swiped my card. The next day, I ran into him in the breakroom. He gave me a distractedly friendly nod and told me he’d handle my reimbursement…