Nothing Interesting in Here
"Karen! Hurry up with those damn papers!"
His demands were heard loud and clear from down the hall. Karen slammed her coffee cup down in the midst of filling it.
"I am so tired of his shit."
She continued grumbling as she cleared up the spilt coffee. When her temper subsided enough to make a safe reappearance, she refilled her cup and exited the break room.
She took her time returning to her office, which is an insult; a tiny white-walled room with no windows and no room for decorations. It made her claustrophobic as hell. As she reached the door, she noticed a new addition. A bold, black sign with white text that read “Nothing Interesting in Here.”
Karen took a moment to sip her coffee. Her mind raced, trying to figure out who would pull such a petty prank. After a minute of hard-thinking, she came to a final conclusion.
She didn’t care.
Being careful not to spill the scalding cup in her hands, she continued down the hall toward her boss’ office. Karen knocked politely and waited for a response.
"What is it, god dammit?!"
Karen gingerly opened the door. “I brought you fresh coffee, sir.”
The old man looked up from his disorderly desk and gave her a look of surprise that made her smile sweetly.
"You’ve never brought me coffee before. Did you put something in it?"
Karen laughed as if it was the funniest thing. “I would never do that.”
And then she took that delicious cup of coffee and flung it in his face. The scream that came out of him was louder than anything he had ever demanded of her.
"Consider this my notice." She left him to his screaming and shut the door to block out the noise.
She wasted no time grabbing her things out of her “office.” There wasn’t much to take and so she left the room, walking quickly towards the elevator.
I really over did it this time.