Your boss and you're fired

"...and you're fired!" boastfully states Amy's sister Amanda, who happens to be the manager, quite smugly.

In complete shock, you stammer out, "...what? fired? late again? I haven't been late once since I've been hired 2 years ago! Why not her?!" you say, pointing at Amy. "She hardly lifts a finger and I practically keep this store running single handed every time we work together!"

Immediately concerned, thinking of your paycheque (that was allowing you to save tuition for university, rent and who knows what else) when you realize all those concerns are beneath you with this new wish power. Amanda replies with some lame excuse for her sister.

"Oh well, so be it Amanda. I was actually just coming in to mention I had inherited a lot of money from a distant relative I didn't even realize I had. Here look," you say, wishing a bank statement was folded in your back pocket and tossing the folded up piece of paper in her direction.

Amanda scuffs the word, "Bullshit" under the corner of her breath as she unfolds the paper rolling her eyes with disbelief. That all changes moments later, her jaw drops, stunned; with her eyes bulging out at the balance shown on the page of 273 million.

"That's after estate taxes too and just the cash on hand the guy had. It doesn't even begin to cover property, bonds, investments and real estate. I wish you'd tell me the reason you wanted me fired even though it's all for the best," you muse, curious what the answer was.

"Well, it was because you were late ...and...err...umm," actually feeling a sudden compulsion to divulge more information, "My boyfriend was let go from his job. He hasn't been able to find a new job as he has crap for references; it's been almost 3 months and I've already started to go into debt just to cover his half of the rent. We don't have a need for more staff here and if I were to hire him, there'd be no hours to give him. No hours unless we lost someone or someone was fired. My sister's family and you're not. I'm really sorry!"

"No no, I guess I can kind of understand that," you reply, somewhat honestly though slightly pissed off she'd fire you despite not done anything wrong, "and since I don't need the job anymore, no hurt feelings I suppose. All is well that ends well, right? I wish you'd tell me why you stay with that loser if he can't even hold down a job. That's like the 5th job he's lost since the start of the year."

"Right. I'm just glad I have James so I don't have to worry about money problems. Money turns people into such animals," comments Amy with yet but another comment regarding "how wonderful" James is.

"And snobish," you think, "I wish Amy wouldn't be able to say anything nice for just one day and would tell one harsh, unflattering truth every time she tried to speak about him."

"Well, because I love him...and err umm...the sex is fantastic; he's hung like a horse and dominates me. I didn't know I was into that till I met him. He's just an absolute animal in bed," admits Amanda as a huge blush overtakes her.

"I can't say I know that feeling. James and I are pretty passionless in bed; it's just a shame he's so small I can barely feel it in me. I don't think I've ever came with James," quips Amy, meaning to boast about her boyfriend being a great lover only to reveal a harsh unflattering truth.

"Well, I think the answer is obvious ladies," you respond, pausing to wish in your head that they'd both believe everything you say, "You are both unsatisfied in your relationships because you are entitled, self important, spoiled brats when you two are really barely enough to serve one guy if you did your absolute best to please him. You two both feel you want to find a boyfriend whose both exceedingly rich and hung like a horse; yet know, deep down inside, you are undeserving of either quality alone let alone both -- even if you teamed up and offered yourself as a package. Therefore, you must work together and ..."

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