Bonus Boxed in Shame
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The day annual bonuses landed, mine came in a box of condoms.
“Sales is just the company’s red-light district. All those numbers? From boozing and sleeping around.”
I looked up at the secretary, her face stretched into a lewd grin.
“Having a blast and making bank? I wouldn’t mind that gig.”
A few crude chuckles echoed through the conference room.
I snapped my laptop shut, pushing back from the table.
Leaning by the window, I opened my messenger. A message from the VP of our rival company, three days old, still sat there.
