Bad luck

"Alexis, you can't give me a moment, I was..." I didn't finish speaking when I saw my boss with her arms crossed, her lascivious gaze scanning me from top to bottom. I swallowed hard. "Hi, boss," my words came out in a low voice, as I lowered my gaze. Her mother's daughter intimidated me, and I couldn't stand up to her. I didn't want to challenge her, either.

"I sent for you... I'm tired of you. I can't deal with you anymore, so I need you to work with our high-maintenance clients." I looked up when I heard that, which meant she was forgiving me for catching me in the bathroom cubicles. "But I need you there yesterday, Alexa. I don't want you lingering around."

I didn't wait for her to expect my response before nodding, and before I ran off, I gave my friend one last look. Poor guy had nothing to say; he did everything he could to help me. But thinking about it, my boss didn't give me the punishment she thought I deserved. It felt like she had rewarded me.

I left, leaving my boss with my friend, knowing that if she had come looking for me, she really needed me. Some crazy lady wants me to explain the product to her and whether it's as good as it says in the presentation. Subtly, I'll tell her everything I've experienced. The good thing about working here is that I have all the sex toys available on the platform in my purse or in my room.

Oh, damn it, my phone is ringing. I can't answer it, or I'll get fired. Before I leave the warehouse, I subtly put my phone on vibrate. It doesn't matter if it makes me orgasm, but I won't answer it.

What a shame to lose a new client who was willing to pay much more than others could afford... That client must have so much money that they don't know how to spend it or haven't found the right person to meet their expectations.

Pufff... That's why I'm here. I can give them what others haven't been able to.

Passing through that huge door that leads me to glory, where I should always be, instead of cleaning all the dust in the warehouse.

"She's the last girl waiting," I'm pointed out by the administration girl, the one with elegant and tasteless gray attire. "Come, can you tell me your name?"

Oh my god, what is this? I turn around, and the damn woman flashes a huge smile and tells me that the administration needs a girl who knows all the product information. It's to answer customers who don't understand what they've bought and avoid a ridiculous lawsuit.

"Your job will be to answer the phone and be friendly with all the customers. Yes, it's wonderful. You should thank me for thinking of you, my love." She keeps showing off her huge rabbit teeth. I don't care if they're shiny, but she's a bitch with rabbit teeth, that's for sure.

She's sending me to an area where I'll have to sit and patiently answer calls and explain over and over again what the damn item they've purchased is.

I don't like that job because it has twice the responsibility, and it also involves wearing that gray uniform that will only make my legs sweaty or my stockings uncomfortable. God, don't be unfair!

"I thought..."

"You can leave now, you belong to Miss Pamela from now on, and don't worry about us, we won't miss you."

"Hey, here are your things." My friend appears from behind the wardrobe of the woman in front of me with my things.

He tries to say something, but the ex-boss's bitch tells him to go back to his workplace because there's a lot to do.

This is all a damn trap by her, she doesn't want me in her life, it's clear to me now... Breathe deeply, Alexa, don't let that bitch get to you because neither she nor anyone else deserves to make you feel bad, besides, you don't know if the best customer you have has left because you didn't finish what you started.

Stay calm, don't burst into tears, and certainly don't lunge at that woman, don't ruin the manicure she gave you, it's not worth it.

I swallow the fury I have inside me, turn around, and after leaving, I tell the administrative assistant that it will be a pleasure to work in an area where I could be sitting and above all, not cleaning the warehouse.

I do everything possible to make my words excessive, and believable, I need that woman to see the person she's letting go, I just hope that after this position, they consider me and raise my salary, and also that they send me to another area where I am praised for who I am and the work I can do.

The girl named Pamela tells me to follow her because they have been waiting for me, as I have been requested for the past three days, but the ex-boss didn't want to let me go.

This must be a complete dream, I can't believe they have chosen me for a position of greater responsibility, obviously, I believed that my ex-boss would fire me, as it has always been her dream.

Damn, I'm such an idiot, she had my replacement already lined up. The stupid woman made me do an inventory of old and new merchandise, and was also asking me for my tips on how to make sure the customer always leaves with something from the store.

She had offered me on a silver platter, this is not a coincidence, the bitch already had it all calculated and I, like an idiot, spilled all my secrets thinking I was special. Ah, she laughed in my face.

I remain silent, as I have no choice, and before I lose my sanity, I finish leaving the store, but not before telling the girl that I am ready for the fight between frustrated women and men who don't know what they're buying.

I swear in my life that that bitch will pay me back, she will need me and I won't do anything to help her get everything she could have obtained with years of experience. It's not a bad idea for her to study sexology, so she could help many people who don't know what to do with their lives; everything seems so boring to them that routine is the only thing they can do. No..., and that's why many seek out other people who will give them what others won't, but it doesn't justify that women or men have to be unfaithful. However, both partners have to do their part. In my opinion, I believe that everything has its time, it's just that people disguise it with "excuses." "You will do well in your new job, but before I can teach you anything, you have to introduce yourself to the boss. I'm sorry, my dear, but the other girls have already gone through the boss's introduction and..." Okay, okay, I get it. That woman has made sure that I work twice as hard and that I always remember her wherever I go. Wait... Wait... Wait... I hadn't paid attention, is she talking about the boss of bosses or just her boss? Because if it's the person I'm thinking of, I'll faint.