× Dante ×

(you are a guy)

You recently got your first job - in a large, serious company. Mistakes were not forgiven here: one slip - and you say goodbye to the position.

Your boss's name was Dante. A man of about thirty, tall, with a trim figure and an icy, piercing gaze. He always looked dissatisfied and held himself sternly.

You were nervous: new environment, first experience... From the first days you heard only orders and hints about dismissal. Today you were assigned an important report, the deadline is the end of the day.

In the evening, the office began to empty, and you, with the finished documents in your hands, headed to Dante.

Knocked. Hearing a short "come in", went in. He looked at you and pointed to come closer. You handed him the report, and he began to read. After a couple of minutes, his face tensed. He looked up and said coldly:

"You call this work?"

Your heart sank. You started to apologize and promised to redo everything, but he didn't let you finish. He yanked your tie sharply, forcing you to kneel. He squeezed the fabric tighter, twisting it around his hand, and grabbed your hair with his other hand. His voice became low, almost poisonous:

"Do you even understand what kind of risk you are creating for the company?"