Employee Notice (part 1)

That's it, I'm done,I'm quitting this horrible mess of a job today.

I really wish i could fully describe how horrible this office job is,how angry it makes me that the past me accepted the job right away, the signs were there from the start, but i was too stupid, and too poor, to think about the decision for longer than 20 seconds, shaking that interviewers hand is up there on the worst decisions of my life. The working conditions are terrible, im **** to do unpaid overtime every fucking week, “its only during busy season” they say, busy season lasts the entire year apparently.

Those fatasses in management are always proud of how much work their team gets done while all they do is sit in their office and complain, i would say the pay isnt bad, but for going around licking their shoes, getting faulted for mistakes i didnt make and overall being treated like a **** i deserve to be payed at least twice as much, honestly,it would be nice if my direct boss was one of those fatasses from management, but my boss is so much worse, Kanako Irvine is the definition of a brat, she is immature, inexperienced, incapable of managing properly, always makes other employees cover up for her mistakes, and more importantly she always talks down on everyone and treats them like trash. It really makes me wonder why she hasn't been fired or how she even got to a managing position in the first place. Oh wait, i do know why, because she is the daughter of the president of the companies president, so she is literally untouchable. She is so bad at her job everyone has treated our division as her “playground” and nothing else, if her daddy wants her 23 year old daughter to play with something he should buy her some toys, and she should shove them up her ass, for fucks sake.

Today she spent 30 minutes looking at herself in her pocket mirror just to yell at us for not “being focused on the job” right after, but what really did it for me today was the fact she (as usual) forgot to organize some documents to send them to her superiors, and when she was asked about them, instead of taking just an hour of her time to organize them, she decided to blame me, specifically me, for not “submitting the documents” she needed. Not only did i have to sit there and get a scolding from her supervisor, telling me that if something like that happens again i would get fired, but i also had to watch her look at me with her shit eating smile while that happened, taking pleasure from it, i decided today that not only do i not want to spend a single more second here, but also that i definitely will speak my mind, everyone will hear what i think about Kanako Irvine and those fatasses at management, i was thinking of sending a company email but that can be traced back to me easily, so i should do it in a more discrete method…. there has to be something…..

I was spinning on the break rooms chair while thinking of what insults to use to describe Kanako accurately i saw the Notice board of the company, it was at a neutral point so anyone could see it when they walk through, the perfect location for my “opinion”. So i got to thinking, i grabbed an extra large paper sheet we usually use to print posters, i was finally able to put my frustrations into this extra large paper, i remembered every moment i felt like i would lose my job if i dared speak my mind, but right now that didn't matter, it felt liberating, after about 30 minutes or so i was finally done, i proudly brought the data to the printer and had it printed out into the paper, it had to look like an official announcement so as many people as possible looked at it before it got taken down. As much as i wanted to hang it on the wall right away, but that would attract too much attention, i had to wait for my chance. As usual in this shitty work environment i was supposed to work overtime today, and i really did work, for once i felt a desire to work, so i kept working and working until it was finally midnight, after 99% of the office left, i promised the security guard that came to check on me i would too. and right before i left i quickly hung the paper on the notice board, and i took one last long look at it before walking away, i could almost hear Kanako Irvine’s voice as she in a completely shocked tone would tomorrow read:

“Company notice to all workers: we are happy to announce that Kanako Irvine is a pig whore, we have seen that her performance as a manager is so terrible that even an animal could do it better, so we have decided she should instead manage the cocks of the employees she works with, that way she would learn how to do a job properly at all, as useless as she is, we admit that her body still is usable,so from now on Kanakos duties will not focus on managing employees, but instead on serving the company as a sex **** ,starting tomorrow she will be promoted to the role of “Pig onahole manager”, P.O.M for short, her role while being a innovation by the company, we believe its a perfect fit for ms.Kanako, here is what her new role will include:

P.O.M:

-The P.O.M’s main role is to serve as a disposal unit of male personnels desires, therefore, she will follow every order and wish of her male subordinates to the best of her ability.

-The P.O.M must dispose of every piece of every piece of underwear she owns by throwing it into the trash as soon as possible , and is prohibited from buying any new one or borrowing from someone else

-The P.O.M must always wear at least one vibrator on one of her holes

-When talking to personnel the P.O.M must take a submissive and erotic pose which exposes her pussy to the person she is talking to

-The P.O.M must use a scissor on every office suit she owns and cut open the chest and crotch area, every hole must be exposed at all times.

-The P.O.M will not be considered human during work hours, instead she will be classified as a tool

-The P.O.M as a tool does not receive a salary, instead her current salary is to be divided between her subordinates as a raise

-The P.O.M does not have an office or a cubicle, instead her general workspace will be the mens toilet

-If the P.O.M needs to urinate, she must do it in a visible spot in the office area and loudly announce her actions while apologizing for the disturbance”.

To be honest, i don't even know why i put the extra effort into writing this stupid P.O.M thing, just calling her a bitch would have been enough, but who cares, nothing really matters anymore. As i walked home i started humming a song, i felt like one of those cartoon characters when life is going their way, it was a nice change of pace,when i finally got home, i threw my suit onto the floor and threw myself in bed like a kid who just got back from a great day at school, and i closed my eyes for the most peaceful sleep i had in a long time….