Overtime Revenge
On Christmas, the company handed out bonus envelopes, and I drew a 24-hour overtime voucher.
Meanwhile, the boss took the female workers and my wife to a yacht party to celebrate.
So, I calmly lit the Christmas tree and burned the company down.
In my previous life, I worked overtime until I was completely exhausted. With a sharp pain in my chest, I called the boss to ask for leave.
His tone was cold. “Everyone accepted their Christmas gift. Only you didn’t.
“Get lost, then. You’re fired. Just a nobody at the bottom of society, anyway!”
Through the phone, I heard my wife’s heavy breathing, one wave after another.
“Thomas, ever since I got married, I’ve never had a good life. Today is truly amazing!”
“Hahaha, Samantha, you’re really pitiful, married to such a poor loser.”
Mocking laughter filled my ears. Rage consumed me, and I died at my desk.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on Christmas Day.