Excuse Me, Where Has My Bonus Gone?
"You guys know what the situation is like in this industry this year. I need to cut our end-of-the-year bonus by half in order to overcome this difficult period."
My boss, Peter Hurley, claims that things are difficult in the industry right now, yet his wrist still showcases the luxury watch that he's just bought.
My 20,000-dollar bonus is reduced to 700 dollars. In addition, I also received a plaque that says "Award for Outstanding Contribution".
"This plaque is worth a lot, Soren. It represents the acknowledgement this company has for you. Don't be so petty when it comes to money."
As I stare at the plaque in my hand, I can't help but scoff furiously.
"Fine. I won't be that petty when it comes to money. I hope you won't be that petty either when you're paying next month's rent."
Peter is stunned momentarily.
"What do you mean by that?"
I toss the plaque into the trash can.
"What I mean is, I'm the landlord of this building. From next month onward, the rent will be increased ten times. If you refuse to accept the new rent, you can pack up and scram."