Yes.

Well that's it then. I was sure to be fired. Perhaps I deserved it. But still...

It felt as if the world wasn't fair. Like these people just wanted to **** me out, no matter what I said or did.

Darkness started to grow inside me.

As I walked back to my desk, the vultures had already visited my corpse.

"Hey! This isn't my chair! Who took my chair?"

Nobody said anything, they just kept writing in silence. It's like they were ignoring me on purpose.

"Hey! Sophie! That's my chair! Why did you take my chair?"

She just looked at me like I was roadkill. Well, I kinda was.

"I've had dibs on your chair for the last month. I didn't want to wait anymore."

"Dibs?"

"Yeah. We three had a discussion about how to share your stuff after you leave. I called it first. It was way better than my old one. But you can have that one now."

"But... But... I'm not leaving!"

"Jack. Come on now. You're only fooling yourself."

Well, it's not like I had a reply for that one. Sure I could slap her and tell her to suck my cock but... you know, that PROBABLY wouldn't end well. Except in my fantasies of course.

So I took her crappy chair and slinked back to my desk. I just sat down and stared at my screen. What was I supposed to do now. I was as good as fired. Maybe I could live with that?

Fuck. No I couldn't. All my fantasy babes would be out of my life. No more seeing them in their sexy new outfits every day. And besides that, I had a lot of debts. I really really needed this job right now. I had to do something.

Should I pre-emptively call a lawyer? Oh yeah, that's right, I had that chick lawyer's phone number. The one that I got after that one intern threatened me with a sexual harassment suit. Thank God that never went anywhere. Although I did have to beg her for forgiveness and do her work for two months. Which is another part of the reason I had hard time keeping up with the fashion world lately. But still. I had that number.

I picked up my phone, but my eyes immediately got caught by that weird app again. "The Submission Accelerator". I really really had no time for games right now. But god damned, I loved the word "submission". One small click wouldn't slow me down too much, right?