I Quit

Dave looked at the head of his research project and decided he was just done. He didnt want to deal with this anymore. He didnt have the patience to deal with a micro manager like his boss. His boss who would not take the obvious hints he had been leaving that he was over his limit!

"Back the FUCK off, man!" Dave yelled.

"I almost died today!" He continued after taking a deep breath. Leaning forward he got in Lester Osners face. "If weird superhero shit hadn't happened I'd be trapped underground asphyxiating right now!"

Dave stepped back from his boss and let Lester stand there in shock. He noted some of his other co workers looked on with small smiles and nods of understanding.

"I... I... I never-" Lester blustered.

"Oh fuck off, Lester." Dave grabbed his security badge, pulled it free from his lab coat and tossed it at Lester's feet. "I quit. This job aint worth dying for. And its certainly not worth putting up with a pasive aggressive, stuck up, anal retentive, brown noser like you."

As Lester once again devolved into histrionics, Dave turned and walked away. The parking lot of their lab hadnt been effected by todays events and his ten year old Subaru was sitting there waiting, seemingly okay. The only thing standing between him and a shower plus some hot food was a drive home.

"Phenomenal." Ryan Andrews said as Dave walked past. "Thats gonna make an epic quitting story."

Dave gave his now former co worker a laugh, "Kinda pales in comparison to getting nearly blown up or rescued by honest to god Superman."

"True." Ryan followed him as he walked towards the cars. "Y'know we arent supposed to leave until we get checked out. Right? We might have... super cancer or be chock full of radiation."

"Yeah, well, Superman said I was fine, perfectly healthy actually. And if you cant trust Superman, who can you trust?" Dave asked.

"If only it was that easy to get a pass on safety screenings after on site 'accidents'." Ryan shook his head and groaned.

"I wish." Dave shared a groan.

Reality went - POIT-

Both men looked around as they head the slight noise. Dave sped up his walking speed. "I'm getting out of here while the getting is good. If you know whats good for you, Ryan, you would too. I dont know what that was but I know I dont want to find out."

"You heard it too?" Ryan asked.

"Yeah. And I'm leaving. I'm not waiting for another explosion." Dave pointed to his car. "S.H.I.E.L.D. can yell me at all they want for leaving, at least I'll be alive."

Fishing in his pockets Ryan pulled out his own car keys and looked for his own car. "Good point. Lets get the hell out of here."