A Woman Is Fired After Only A Week On The Job. Just A Week Earlier, The Same Person Who Is Now Firing Her Was Very Persuasive In Convincing Her To Take The Job.

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“This is a fucking joke.”

“That kind of language is unprofessional Marie. I urge you to calm down to make this transition easier.”

“Transition? You’re FIRING me. Don’t act like you’re doing me a fucking favor. Why the hell did you even have me take this job if you were going to pull this?”

“That’s an unfair question. I was just trying to help. It didn’t occur to me that this job wouldn’t be a good fit for you.”

“Wouldn’t be a good fit? I’ve been doing great! And a second ago you said you were letting me go because the company was downsizing. Now it’s that I’m not a good fit? Which is it John, my work ethic or the company can’t afford me?”

John shuffled uncomfortably in his seat. He never really dealt well with being caught in a lie. Marie stared at him grimly, her gaze felt like it was burning a hole right in the center of his forehead. After a few more seconds of deeply uncomfortable silence, John opened his mouth. Then closed it. Then opened it once more before a nervous laugh took over and he finally spoke.

“It’s a combination of both. The company was a little too eager in trying to expand and frankly, there have been some criticisms regarding your job performance.”

“What kind of criticisms?”

John’s face kind of froze in panic. Marie was unrelenting. As she watched the gears in his head turning, a realization dawned on her and she spoke before he had the chance to come up with another lie.

“This isn’t about the company is it? This is about how I caught a mistake you made and gave you the chance to fix it before the higher ups caught wind.”

John’s eyes, which had been avoiding contact during the entire exchange, suddenly flicked over to Marie’s face. His face grew dark and angry, but before he could speak, Marie continued.

“I help you and you fuck me over. How grand of you. What, are you worried I’m going to take your precious job from you? That I might excel past you?”

“Marie. You are entering some dangerous territory here.”

“Oh am I? So I’m right then. YOU want to get rid of me. Not the company. YOU. Some fucking friend you turned out to be. You know what? Take your job. Take it and fucking run with it, run it right into the god damn ground.”

Marie stood up and for a moment John flinched. Staring at him she put on her best smile and gave a little bow before packing her things. John stood up, buttoning his jacket. Before even thinking about it, he put his hand out for a handshake.

“It was a pleasure working with you, and I wish you luck in your future endeavors.”

Marie stared at John’s hand before turning around and walking out the door without a word.


“You’re fucking joking.”

“Language! You’re going to have to clean up that mouth before working in the office.”

John’s eyes were twinkling with happiness while Marie took another swig of wine.

“Honestly, bringing you on would make the transition so much easier. From tiny startup to big corporation!”

“I’m sure I could help but are you sure? This is huge. I’d owe you like… 500 boxes of wine for a favor like this.”

“Bottles. After these we can say goodbye to the boxed wine. Besides, I think you’d be a perfect fit. It’s basically what you’ve been doing anyway.”

“And this place is like for sure going to keep going up right? It’s not going to fold next week and I’ll be out of work.”

“Uh, if you’re out of work then so am I. No. This place is great. Great benefits, great salary, and a pretty great 5-year-plan if you ask me.”

Marie stared at John intently. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat for a few seconds before breaking the increasingly awkward silence.


“Are you really sure you want me to apply?”

John’s gaze shifted back to Marie and for a minute they both stared at each other. At one point he opened his mouth to say something to placate her fears, but then shut it again. Before he open his mouth a second time, Marie started laughing uncontrollably.

“Alright! I’ll do it. But don’t get all butthurt if I zoom past you.”

“Nah! You couldn’t even hope to catch up!”

“Oooooh big man on campus!” Marie giggled, “Well, I’m excited this could be good.”

John hopped up from the table and buttoned his jacket before putting his hand out for a handshake.

“Welcome to the company, we’re looking forward to seeing what you have in store for us.”

Marie laughed and took another swig of wine before shaking his hand, agreeing to take the job without a word.

Originally published at saragparra.wordpress.com on March 6, 2017.