Bananas and the Monkey Me
Language: en
Payday. The day I was supposed to see a hundred grand hit my account. Instead, I saw one thousand. I went to my boss’s office to find out why. He slapped the pay stub on his desk and roared, “A hundred-thousand-dollar bonus? Have you got dollar signs in your eyes? Our receptionist, Chloe, makes two thousand a month. The janitor makes fifteen hundred. What makes you so damn special?” I fought to keep my voice steady. “I generated fifty million in revenue for this company this year. According to my contract, this is what I’m owed.” “Don’t you dare talk to me about contracts! This company…