OH MY BOSS.
"If he's that bad, then I should stop complaining about my boss. But isn't Mr. Lennox super old, How hard can it be to tolerate him"
Sophia sighed. "He isn't old, and it's not Mr. Lennox, it's his son Lennox Jr. His dad owns the company but now it's under his control. Mr. Sanchez told me he might be difficult, but I didn't take his warning seriously. I reported for work, and let me tell you, the top level is freaking paradise but with stuck-up rude workers... Moving on, this guy bumped into me, spilled his drinks on me—"
"Oh my gosh, you don't even have to finish this story. You hit your boss right, tell me you struck him right across the face," Sana asked, almost jumping out of her seat.