The Boss, The Brat, and The Bark

Summary

My boss's girlfriend treats me like her personal nemesis.

At the company dinner, she marched right up to me in front of everyone.

"I heard you're really good at pleasing the boss," she sneered. "Tell you what, bark like a dog for me, and I'll give you a thousand dollars."

Silence fell over the room like a heavy blanket.

I smiled, raised my wine glass, and said, "Here's to the boss! Wishing you luck, prosperity, health, wealth, joy, and fortune!"

"That's six wishes. Six 'woofs' worth of luck. Do you want to Venmo me or pay cash?"