LOGINThree days before Thanksgiving, our admin manager, Simon Brant, handed me an envelope containing 100 dollars in cash. On the front, he'd written, "Thanksgiving Employee Gift Budget." A few minutes later, he posted a message in the company-wide group chat. "I've given Leo Timbrell from Admin the Thanksgiving gift budget. If anyone has any special requests, please direct them to him." In my previous life, I took that 100 dollars and spent days hunting for deals to make Thanksgiving gift baskets for over 200 employees. When I went over budget, I even chipped in another 600 dollars from my own savings to make sure everyone got something good. Unfortunately, none of that mattered after the gifts were given out because everyone started complaining instead of thanking me. "Seriously? This is all we get?" "Wow, the company's really cheaping out this year." "I bet someone in Admin pocketed the rest of the money." I tried to explain that Simon had only given me 100 dollars. However, he stepped forward before anyone could listen, exclaiming in disbelief, "What? I gave you 10 grand!" And just like that, everyone believed I'd stolen the money. I'd spent thousands of my own money trying to do something kind for my coworkers, only to be called a thief. The company sued me. Nobody believed a word I said, no matter how hard I tried to prove my innocence. I ended up in prison, where I was bullied and eventually beaten to death. And the worst part? Simon and his wife laughed about it behind my back. "That 10 grand covered a nice chunk of our mortgage," his wife tittered. Simon laughed. "It's not my fault the idiot was dumb enough to accept the cash." Now that I was given a second chance, I wasn't going to make the same mistake again. As soon as Simon gave me the envelope, I took photos of the cash, the envelope, and his handwriting. Then, I posted the pictures in the company-wide group chat and tagged everyone before he could slander me. "Mr. Brant, I just want to let you know that I've received the Thanksgiving employee gift budget. The total amount is 100 dollars in cash." Then, I sent one more message right after that. "We've got 235 employees this year. Does anyone have any special requests for their Thanksgiving gifts this year?"
View MoreIn the beginning, some of my coworkers thought I was being difficult with all my questions and requests for written confirmation. However, they noticed over time that the projects I handled rarely ran into problems. Eventually, people started coming to me because they knew they could count on me to get things done right.…Six months later, I was offered a permanent position.This time, I didn't get the job because someone up top had put in a good word for me or because I'd kept my head down and done whatever people wanted. Instead, I'd earned the position through my own merit.My supervisor bought me coffee to celebrate."Leo, you've got a real eye for detail," she praised. "I think you'd do well in project management someday."For a moment, I didn't know what to say.In my previous life, nobody had ever talked to me about my potential or what I might accomplish. All I'd ever heard were people finding new ways to dump more work on me."Leo, can you put in a little extra effo
Quitting hadn't been a decision I'd made out of anger. I'd thought it through, and I knew it was the right choice.In my previous life, I'd pinned all my hopes on this company. I'd believed that someone would eventually recognize my efforts if I worked hard, kept my head down, and did everything I was told.Alas, I'd learned the hard way just where that kind of thinking could get me.The company's management was terrible, with its careless protocol. What else could you call money being handled without proper records? So, it was only a matter of time before something else went wrong. I'd managed to protect myself this time, but who knew what might happen next?I wasn't about to risk my future just because someone else couldn't do their job properly.HR tried hard to convince me to stay. Kate even met with me personally, offering a higher salary and a transfer to the executive office. Still, I'd already made up my mind.Eventually, she sighed wearily. "I guess there's nothing w
"We can't afford our mortgage anymore!" Karen shouted. "And who's supposed to take care of our child now?"Ryan frowned. "Your husband stole from the company. What's that got to do with Leo?""Exactly," Jake chimed in. "If your husband hadn't stolen the money, then none of this would've happened.""He almost got Leo sent to prison," Megan added.Karen drew her child closer and changed her tune upon realizing that no one was going to side with her. "It was just a loan! He was going to return every cent! Where is your compassion?"I stared at her, suddenly recalling a conversation I'd overheard after my death in my previous life."That 10 grand already went toward our mortgage.""It's not my fault the idiot was dumb enough to accept the cash."Simon had said those words to his wife, and she'd laughed along with him.She knew exactly where the money came from, but she still spent it anyway. She knew full well that I'd take the blame, and now she had the nerve to come here and act
I stared at the apologies flooding the company group chat, surprised by how apathetic I felt.In my previous life, I'd wanted nothing more than for someone to believe me and admit they were wrong. But now that everyone was finally apologizing… Well, I realized their words meant very little. After all, they couldn't fix the harm done to my reputation or erase everything I'd gone through in my past life.I sent one last message. "Next time, think twice before accusing someone."Then, I closed the chat.Kate called me into her office that afternoon. She looked exhausted, and a full-time employment contract sat on her desk. "Leo, the company let you down," she began. "I'm sorry for everything you've been through."She slid the contract toward me. "We'd like to offer you a permanent position with a 20% raise. We'd also like to compensate you for the distress you've suffered."In my previous life, an offer like that would've made me cry tears of joy. Getting a full-time job meant e












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