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They Called Me the Freaking Rulebot
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I was in the office bathroom stall when I heard them trash-talking me. The intern I'd trained for three months whined, "She's a heartless witch—like a robot with zero brain cells." I was about to swing the door open when another voice jumped in, laughing. "Documents incomplete." "Receipts don't match." "No signature? Denied." "Seriously, we've all memorized the freaking rulebot's script!" Once they were gone, I headed back to my desk. The intern stormed in and slammed a fat stack of reimbursement forms in front of me. "Don't go on another power trip and block everyone's claims." I skimmed the obviously fake receipts. Normally, I'd tear into her. But this time, I just smiled. "My head's killing me. Can't read the fine print."
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They Called Me the Freaking Rulebot Chapter 10
"Let's talk about graduating from a toxic company—Rulebot style."No rants. No sob stories.Just ten sharp minutes: spotting red flags, staying protected in finance, and nailing your exit strategy.I wrapped it with, "My old boss said no one'd ever hire me again. So I figured—why work for anyone? I'm going solo. Starting now, I'll drop finance tips and breakdowns. Like, share, follow if you're into that."It blew up. Instant viral.The comments were like a giant group therapy for finance folks.[Wait—it's not just my company that's a mess?][@DaFrkngRulebot, please make a course! My boss wants two sets of books—how do I stay safe?][Ex-coworker here. Our place went down in flames. Mad respect, Rina.]And yeah, the trolls showed up too:[Manipulative witch. Took her own employer down and still has the nerve to talk?]I hit them all with the same reply:[Thanks for watching. All comments have been screenshotted and may be submitted as evidence if needed.]Next day, my inbox
They Called Me the Freaking Rulebot Chapter 9
A week later, my former subordinate, Lena, hit me up with a quiet message:[The company's under official investigation.]Bella's nonsense claims were just the match.She didn't stop at greenlighting shady stuff—she snuck in bonus payments for herself too. The cash wasn't crazy, but at that point, it didn't even matter.The tax bureau and cops went full bloodhound—and it got uglier.Peter's sales team had been faking invoices for years, funneling cash into some secret stash. It added up to straight-up embezzlement.Winnie? She ran the company account like her personal piggy bank—designer bags, bling, even her home repairs were on the tab.She was the finance head who didn't know jack about finance, just power-tripped her way through it.The proof was stacked. Bella, Peter, Winnie—they were already in cuffs.Anyone with half a brain could see it—they weren't getting a slap on the wrist. What was waiting for them was the law, and the law doesn't go easy on frauds.I kept thinkin
They Called Me the Freaking Rulebot Chapter 8
The auditor slid a stack of papers my way. "Ms. Ralph, we're auditing the company's finances. There've been some huge, sketchy transactions right before and after you left—fake invoices, misused funds. The numbers are bad."I stayed quiet. He kept going."You were the finance supervisor. We need answers."I flipped through the docs.No surprises. Every ridiculous reimbursement Bella rubber-stamped was right there."Once I submitted my resignation and wrapped up the handover, I wasn't in charge anymore," I said. "It's all in the emails. Bella Jaeger—the intern—took over completely."Winnie Dunn, the head of finance, and the department heads who were there can confirm it. They all signed off on Bella taking over. If you need proof..."I pulled a flash drive from my bag and slid it across."I backed up the security footage. Just in case."They traded stunned glances.I stayed chill. "Old habit. I'm just careful."Shrugged. "People ignore finance until stuff blows up—then sudden
They Called Me the Freaking Rulebot Chapter 7
First day off, I killed all the work chats and put my phone on mute. Silence hit different.No more explaining why receipts matter. No more tutorials on how to not screw up basic stuff. No more late-night number hunts over a few cents. And thank god—no more pretending my clueless superior actually knew finance.When they called me the "Rulebot," did it ever cross their minds? Maybe if they stopped messing up, I wouldn't have to keep telling them to fix it.With all that stress gone, I finally slept in—like really slept. After I woke up, I swung by the neighborhood grocery, grabbed some fresh stuff, and made myself a real breakfast.My phone lit up a few times—random numbers, a couple calls from the company landline.I didn't answer.Didn't have to. Pretty sure it was Mr. Gainey or Winnie, freaking out and begging for help.In the afternoon, I hit the library and finally grabbed a few books I'd been putting off forever.That night, I caught up with a friend I hadn't seen in ages
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