I Really Hate My Boss

"You know, I really hate my boss," Mindy announced to Tyler when she finally got home after her nightmarish date with Fritz. She had grown more and more angry with Bernard Morton during her drive home. The man was so arrogant, such an egomaniac, so damn rude. He acted like it was his right to rule the entire world, to snap his fingers and have everyone around him ask 'how high'? By the time she got back to the apartment she shared with Tyler, Mindy felt like her head was going to explode.

Tyler rubbed her shoulders gently. "I can't say I blame you. He's the worst boss I've ever had too. Plus the worst leader, the worst manager...I don't know how Kutrate Kemicals has managed to stay open with him in charge."

"Me neither. What makes me even more sick is how he's going to make so much money off of Fat Off--probably while polluting every river and stream in a thousand mile radius at the same time. It isn't right."

Tyler shrugged. "No, but what can we do about it?"

"Plenty," Mindy replied. "Bernard Morton shouldn't be the boss of an ant farm and I intend to take him and his sleazy ways down." She narrowed her eyes as she tried to figure out how she'd do that.

"So what are you going to do? Go back to your job at the newspaper and blast him?"

"No, hardly anyone reads the newspaper anymore. At least not our newspaper. What I want to do is first of all, think up a new name for Fat Off. Then I want to encourage Fritz to fix that odor problem the spray has--no one is going to buy a product that stinks like that one even if it makes them as skinny as a super model. Then I'm going to help them market Fat Off. And then..."

"Then what?"

"Then I'm going to turn them in to the EPA. I want Kutrate Kemicals shut down and if possible, I'd love to see Bernard Morton in handcuffs being taken off to a nice long stretch in prison."

Tyler laughed. "I have the feeling that you're not alone with that wish."