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My manager at my dad’s business treated me like trash from the first day I started working there. Despite doing nothing but setting up worthless meetings and sending pointless emails, he pretended to be in charge of the place. He reduced my hours, made sure I was given the worst assignments, and even had the gall to tell me that I should be “appreciative” of my employment. Then one day, with a smug smile, he brought me into his office and told me, “You’re fired.” I strolled in the following morning, my dad by my side. My manager’s face went white when he saw him.
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It was like entering a stage as my dad and I entered the office. The normally lively room fell hushed as everyone’s gaze was fixed on us. The energy in the workplace changed in an instant, and it felt like we were entering a new world. I could see some people’s mouths drop and some eyebrows raise, but all I could think about was how my dad felt at my side.
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