“Hello, my name is Kira. I —” I began, stepping forward with a warm smile. But before I could finish, the man cut me off.
“Call me Mr.
Brecker,” he snapped.
“I have a policy. Everyone addresses each other formally at work.
No first names.”
I blinked, a bit thrown off. “Oh, well, we have a slightly different policy here.
Most of us go by —”
“I don’t care,” he interrupted sharply.
“I’m the boss now. Things will be done my way.” He surveyed the office with a smug expression before turning back to me. “And while you’re at it, make me a coffee.
Black.
No sugar.”
Keeping my voice steady, I responded, “Actually, I’m not a secretary. I’m Kira — the manager.”
He raised an eyebrow and smirked.
“A female manager?” His mocking laughter echoed through the office, making every eye in the room turn toward us. “What do you do here?
Teach everyone how to paint their nails?” he sneered.
“What a world we live in.”
I took a steadying breath, trying to stay calm. “Mr. Brecker, I’m a qualified professional.
Since I joined, sales have gone up, and employee morale has improved,” I said, my voice steady.
He shrugged, dismissing me with a wave.
“You’re a woman. You can’t do half of what a man can,” he said, leaning a little too close for comfort.
“In 10 minutes, I’ll explain the new rules,” he added before striding into his office.
As soon as the door closed behind him, the room buzzed with low, angry whispers.
“Did you hear him? He’s awful!”
“What a sexist jerk!”
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