The Ultimate Beatdown of My Frenemy Boss

Summary

My direct supervisor, Brenda Swanson, had a thing for flirting with the male employees. The whole department was practically her harem, while the women were just workhorses. My youth and, I guess, decent looks especially rubbed her the wrong way. She even got the whole department to ice me out. So, I reported her to HR, but she just scoffed, “Honey, I’m the chairman’s sister. You think I can’t get you fired?” I just laughed and called the chairman myself. “Uncle Frank,” I said, “exactly how many sisters do you have?”