On Women's Day, the boss gave everyone the latest sanitary napkins produced by the company.
The only thing I was given was production waste.
I asked my boss for an explanation.
She said.
"You are a very old person, and you are not a little girl. You can pretend to be delicate, but you can't die even if you use some discarded sanitary napkins."
They also blamed me for being inconsiderate of the company and causing trouble to everyone.
I was so angry that I resigned on the spot.
However, HR listed the waste products I have consumed in R&D over the years and made me lose money.
Then pay.
Targeting older employees, right?
I'm counting the days, the 315 party is not far away.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
