Toilet Break Fines: I Make the Boss Pay

Since I've spent a few minutes using the toilet during work hours, I only receive 3500 dollars despite my salary being 20 thousand dollars.

I confront my boss, Vivian Dune, immediately. Although she seems fair and just on the outside, she adopts a passive-aggressive attitude with me.

"The security footage from last month shows that you've used the toilet for 40 minutes altogether. Don't tell me you're working there, right?

"It'll be 500 dollars for every minute you spend in the toilet. That's the new rule of the company. Since you're a veteran employee, you should be the one taking the lead. Honestly, I already went easy on you."

I'm a veteran employee who has been working at this company for ten years. Each business deal that I've closed brings the company at least 100 million dollars worth of revenue.

But now, I get robbed of my most basic right as a human.

Seeing my lack of response, Vivian flashes me a venomous smile.

"If you really don't want to work here, you might as well leave. Do you seriously think we need you? Don't forget that your five-year contract isn't up yet. Who in this industry will want to hire you next?"

I don't argue with her any further. But when my contract, which only has five days left, comes to an end, she's the one panicking instead.

My manager was still going on and on.

"Sadie Lawson, you've been at this company for years now. You should know how things work, shouldn't you?

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a job right now? I'm only docking your pay because we go way back. If it were anyone else, I would've told them to pack their things and get out a long time ago!"

I couldn't help but laugh at that. I'd spent five years at this company, giving everything I had, spending every single day focused on landing new deals.

With my track record, plenty of companies were willing to pay the penalty just to poach me, but I never once entertained the thought of leaving out of loyalty. Even with only five days left on my contract, my plan had been to renew. But now, there was no point anymore.

That offensive pay stub was flung at me without an ounce of respect.

"Think it over carefully. Stay or go?"

I picked up the slip of paper and said flatly, "Understood. I won't use the restroom during work hours anymore."

She froze for a moment, clearly not expecting me to take it lying down. But after getting a good look at the defeated expression on my face, she smiled, thoroughly pleased with herself.

"That's more like it. Not a single minute should be wasted."

Just before I reached the door, she threw one last jab. "I don't know what certain nobodies think they're proving. You can talk all you want in my office, but at the end of the day, you still