HUMOR

I Had to Write a Prayer and No One Would Let Me Copy

Not even Jesus

She definitely copied. Photo by Olivia Snow on Unsplash

“This is a good place to finish. We’ll pick up here next week and continue on our journey as life-long learners,” my boss announced.

I don’t want to learn another fucking thing for as long as I live.

I slapped my laptop closed gleefully, pleased the professional development meeting and the workday was over.

As I pushed my chair backward, preparing to stand, I caught a glimpse of a hand shooting up into the air. I froze and found the source — my coworker, Amanda.

Put your bastard hand down.

“Do you have something else, Amanda?” My boss asked.

Unless you’re going to gift us each forty grand, shut the fuck up.

“Yes,” Amanda answered. “The thing we discussed…” She trailed off.

My eyes snapped back to my boss, staring at her, pleading for her to tell Amanda to shut her facehole.

A look of realization spread across her face as she clapped her hands together. I scowled and tucked my chair back in.

“Oh, yes,” my boss smiled. “Amanda has had a wonderful idea.”