Gala Uprising

Summary

The annual company gala was just around the corner, and a memo dropped: every department had to perform.

The moment the news hit, our department's group chat exploded.

【I signed up for a job, not a circus.】

【Why should we have to dance like monkeys for our corporate overlords?】

I pleaded with them. 【Come on, guys. I just got every single one of you a ten-thousand-dollar bonus and a week of paid vacation. Can you just help me out on this one?】

【That's a separate issue. Don't think just because you're the manager and you throw us a few scraps, you can order us around!】