A hardworking woman turns into an aggressive and impatient boss after her most recent promotion at a store. She gets away with it until she insults and fires an old janitor.
Nia had recently been promoted to general manager of a major fashion retail outlet. Just a week into her new role, she was already implementing major changes, guided by a binder of ideas she had accumulated over the years.
One morning, Nia addressed her staff.
“Alright, guys. Is everyone clear on the new protocols we’re going to follow?” she asked.
The team responded with nods and gentle affirmations.
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“I don’t want anyone deviating from my guidelines, so here’s what we are going to do,” she continued. “Anybody who fails to follow the new rules — whether it is about uniform, customer greetings, display arrangements, punctuality — will lose their incentive for that month,” Nia declared, her face beaming with pride.
The staff exchanged worried glances. Nia’s drastic measures made them fear for their livelihoods, as even minor mistakes could cost them dearly.
But despite her recent changes, the team respected Nia. They knew her journey from an intern to the top position and admired her dedication to the fashion industry.
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However, with time, Nia’s approach became increasingly problematic. She set unrealistic goals and responded harshly to small errors. Her decisions, like extending shifts and imposing strict rules, were met with silent frustration from the staff. Their only respite, weekends, was now occupied with work. But that wasn’t all.
Nia’s strategies, like reducing loading costs by involving sales staff and limiting employee breaks, pushed the team to their limits. She even banned sitting during shifts and restricted sick leaves, all in the name of creating a good impression for customers.
“We’ll have to show them we are never tired of serving them. And always serve them with a smile. Am I clear?” Nia instructed sternly. She was overly pleased with the way she was conducting things.
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Raised by a single mother, Nia had faced numerous rejections before landing an internship at the fashion outlet. Her dedication to her job and hard work quickly led to her promotion.
From her office, she looked out at the street where she once sought opportunities, determined never to return to those hard days. Under her leadership, the store buzzed with activity, though the staff struggled with the overwhelming workload and strict deadlines she set. Nia was happy until… the work really started taking its toll on the employees.
Over time, her strict management led to a drastic drop in sales, contradicting her ambitious plans. Furious, she confronted her exhausted staff. “Our ratings are dipping. We’ll be ruined at this rate,” she yelled. “Extend your shifts, cut down on breaks… do whatever it takes! We have to boost sales!”
Nia couldn’t understand the sudden decline and increased the workload even more. One day, after a tense client meeting, she found Maya, a saleswoman, asleep on the counter.
“How dare you sleep during work??” Nia yelled.
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Maya, startled and panicked, apologized, but Nia was unforgiving. “Meet me in my office,” she demanded. Gathering the staff, Nia, already upset about the sales, decided to demonstrate her authority.
She fired Maya on the spot, tossing her paycheck at her. The team was shocked but remained silent. They knew Maya was exhausted from overworking, but who would dare to go against Nia? They wanted to keep their jobs.
But as Maya was leaving, Victor, a 68-year-old janitor, spoke up. “Nia, child, I’ve got something to say,” he said calmly, despite Nia’s obvious irritation.
“We’re all happy to help with your vision, Nia,” Victor began, trying to reason with her. “But maybe we could let go of the small mistakes…”
Nia, angered by his audacity to speak up, cut him off. “That’s enough, Victor! Do you think I haven’t noticed your tardiness and long lunch breaks?” she retorted. “And let’s not forget how you arrive late daily!”
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“Nia, there’s a reason why I’ve been coming later than the others…”
Nia couldn’t believe that the older man had interrupted her again. Looking at the other employees stare at her, anticipating her reaction, she decided to put her foot down and set an example once and for all.
“I don’t care about the reason! Let this be an example, folks,” Nia said. “Anyone who makes excuses on my watch will be fired. Hey, you’re fired, old man! Now you can accompany Maya and get lost!”
Maya and Victor left quietly while the rest of the staff watched in dismay, tears in their eyes. Nia’s ruthlessness had reached a new level, leaving everyone in shock.
Though it was the end of Victor’s job at the store, an unexpected turn of events awaited him the next day.
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Mr. Gordon, the owner of the multi-million-dollar store chain,unexpectedly visited his store to address the sudden revenue decline.
“Good morning, everyone! How are things going?” Mr. Gordon asked all the employees.
“It could’ve been much better,” a worker replied, with others nodding.
“What’s up? Aren’t you guys excited for the Christmas holidays?” Mr. Gordon inquired.
“Some of us wanted an extended Christmas break, but Miss Ferguson only allowed two days off,” another employee explained.
Mr. Gordon partially understood what was happening and called Nia to his office.
“Miss Ferguson, our revenue has dropped drastically. What happened? Do you need help?” he asked while they sat across from each other.
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Nia blamed the staff, claiming they were lazy and needed close monitoring.
“I see…We had the same ‘lazy’ staff with us the last month, didn’t we? But everything was much better. We didn’t hire anyone recently, so I don’t understand why they are suddenly acting lazy.”
Mr. Gordon gave Nia a month to improve the situation. As he was leaving, he asked about Victor, the custodian.
“Where’s Victor? I didn’t see him today,” he said.
“He was fired for being late and too old to work,” Nia hesitantly revealed.
Mr. Gordon was shocked. “WHAT? Do you know you fired the co-owner of this store?”
Nia was stunned. “The co-owner? But he’s just a janitor!”
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Mr. Gordon shared a story from his childhood. “I still don’t remember what happened that day…but my father told me I ran after an ice cream van and almost got hit by a car. Victor had seen me while emptying the trash and rushed to my rescue. He pushed me away and saved my life, but he ended up in intensive care after being hit by the car.
“My father, the original owner of this store, offered him a share in the business. Do you know what Victor said when my dad wanted to reward him? ‘I just did what any normal human was supposed to do.’ Victor accepted the offer to become a co-owner because my father kept persuading him, but on one condition. That he would work as a janitor.”
He continued, “Victor lost his wife and child during childbirth and considered the staff here his family.”
Mr. Gordon then dropped a bombshell. “You must apologize to Victor. He’s taking over this unit tomorrow. I’ll come again, and it’s up to Victor to decide whether or not I should fire you.”
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Panicked and fearing for her job, Nia drove to meet Victor, worried about facing him and the challenges ahead. “How will I boost sales in a month? How will I face Victor? It’s his fault, too. Why did he just walk away without telling me who he was? Now, everything is against me. What will I do?” she fretted.
Nia arrived at Victor’s modest home, surprised by its simplicity despite his co-ownership of a lucrative business. She knocked, and Victor greeted her warmly, inviting her in for apple pie.
“Mr. Gordon told me you’d come. Please, make yourself comfortable,” Victor said, unaffected by her previous actions.
Nia felt awkward in the humble setting. Victor, sensing her unease, began to talk about Mr. Gordon’s father’s business philosophy.
“Unlike others, he valued his staff first. He provided nap rooms, bonuses, corporate events, and weekends off and ensured customers didn’t mistreat them. He treated employees like family,” Victor explained.
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Nia shyly nodded, partially realizing what had gone wrong. “But how does that help with the growth of the business? If employees get such perks, how will they work without distractions? Won’t they take it for granted?” she said.
Victor smiled. “When employees love their work, they provide top-notch service, satisfying customers and growing the business. A smart boss finds ways to make employees devoted. He doesn’t fire them.”
As Victor hungrily devoured his pie, he requested Nia to call Maya back to work. “You may never know how fate works for others, Nia. You joined as an intern, but you became the general manager. You may never know what potential a simple salesgirl like Maya can have. Never underestimate and judge others by their appearance or job!”
Nia grinned, and just as she was about to leave, Victor stopped her. “Don’t worry, Nia. I will not fire you. But we will decide later together with all the employees and Mr. Gordon by a vote, alright?”
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Assured she still had a second chance, Nia returned to the store and gathered all the employees in her office. They were afraid about what more rules she was going to impose on them. But none of them had expected to see what was about to happen next.
“Good day, everyone!” Nia began with a smile. Everyone thought it was unusual because she had never greeted them with a smile since day one of her promotion.
“I would like to tell everyone that Victor, the company’s co-owner, will be heading us from tomorrow!”
The employees were shocked at the revelation. Some of them didn’t have a clue that the custodian of their store was their boss.
“Don’t be shocked, guys! I am young and new to this trade, and I made mistakes. I hope you’ll all forgive me for what happened in the last few days. Maya and Victor will be back tomorrow, and we will work as a team. Is that clear?”
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From the next day onward, Nia followed Victor’s advice and implemented Mr. Gordon’s dad’s principles. She treated her employees respectfully and did not show authority over them. She thought more about them and made sure each and every employee loved their job.
As days passed, Nia’s efforts worked in her favor. The employees started giving their best, and as Nia had wanted, the sales for the next quarter surged with impeccable results.
Mr. Gordon was impressed with Nia’s efforts, and with Victor, he decided not to fire her. Five years later, Nia was promoted to the position of CEO of all the outlets.
As for Victor, he chose to keep working as a janitor because he loved his job.
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I Was Sure It Was My Husband’s Daughter Living with Us Until I Came Home Early One Day
For years, I thought I’d never find love, until I met Aiden. But one quiet evening, a sound from upstairs revealed the truth: my charming husband and his “daughter” weren’t who they claimed to be.
At 49, I thought my life had finally come together. After years of focusing on my career and building my business empire, I had everything except someone to share it with. Then I met Aiden.
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He was charming in a way that felt honest, not flashy. With his warm brown eyes and easy smile, he made me feel seen. We met at a fundraiser, and our conversation flowed like we’d known each other forever.
“I’m not much for these events,” Aiden had said, sipping his wine. “But it was Emily’s idea. She says I need to get out more.”
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“Emily?” I asked.
“My daughter. She’s eighteen. It’s been just the two of us since my wife passed. She’s been my rock.”
Something in his voice, the way it softened when he said her name, tugged at my heart.
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Aiden swept me off my feet. He sent flowers to my office, planned quiet dinners, and always listened when I needed to vent about work.
“You make me feel like a teenager,” I told him one evening.
“Well, you make me feel alive again,” he replied, taking my hand.
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When he introduced me to Emily, I was nervous. I didn’t know how a teenage daughter would react to her father dating. But Emily was polite, almost shy.
“It’s nice to meet you,” she said, her voice soft. “Dad talks about you all the time.”
She had a delicate, almost fragile look. Her big eyes that seemed too old for her age, like her mother’s passing made her lose her childish naiveté.
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“I’ve heard a lot about you, too,” I said, trying to break the ice. “All good things, of course.”
She smiled faintly. “He’s just happy. I haven’t seen him like this in years.”
Over the months, I grew close to both Aiden and Emily. Aiden was kind, dependable, and attentive. And Emily? She was reserved but sweet. She’d join us for family dinners, but she mostly kept to herself, studying or reading.
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One evening, Aiden mentioned they were having trouble with their house.
“The roof needs repairs,” he explained. “It’s been one thing after another since Liz passed. I’m starting to feel like I’m cursed.”
“Why don’t you both stay with me while it’s fixed?” I offered.
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Aiden hesitated. “Are you sure? That’s a big step.”
“Of course,” I said. “You’re practically family already.”
They moved in a week later. Eventually, after two months of living together, we realized we couldn’t wait to be together forever and got married.
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At first, my marriage seemed perfect. Aiden cooked breakfast most mornings, and Emily would shyly thank me when I left snacks on the counter for her or brought her little gifts.
But there were little things about Emily that I couldn’t quite figure out. She didn’t seem to have many friends, and when I asked about school, she’d give vague answers.
“It’s just boring stuff,” she’d say. “You wouldn’t want to hear about it.”
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“She’s always been private,” Aiden explained when I brought it up. “It’s her way of coping, I think.”
Still, something felt… off. I dismissed it, telling myself I was overthinking. They’d been through a lot. It wasn’t my place to judge.
Then came that evening.
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I’d planned a surprise for Aiden. A special dinner to celebrate our first year together. Leaving work early, I let myself in, expecting the usual quiet hum of the house.
Instead, I heard laughter coming from upstairs. My heart skipped a beat as a voice rang out, “Does she really wear this?!”
Before I could process what was happening, one of my dresses came flying down from the second floor, landing in a heap on the living room floor.
Shocked, I rushed upstairs.
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When I reached the bedroom, the door was slightly ajar. Through the crack, I saw Aiden and Emily sitting on the bed.
My jewelry box was open between them, and one of my diamond necklaces glinted in Emily’s hands. Around them, my things were scattered: cash, watches, and small valuables I hadn’t even realized were missing.
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At first, I froze. Were they tidying up? Planning a surprise? I tried to make sense of it, but something about the scene felt wrong. Emily’s bag sat open, half-full with what looked like my belongings.
“Careful,” Aiden said, his tone low. “Don’t forget the bottom drawer. There’s more in there.”
Emily laughed softly. “I know, I know. This is way easier than the last time.”
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My heart plummeted. The last time?
I backed away slowly, my breath caught in my throat. They hadn’t seen me, and I wasn’t about to let them know I was there. Quietly, I crept down the stairs, my mind racing.
Once I was safely in the living room, I grabbed my phone and activated the security system. With a few taps, I locked the bedroom door, trapping them inside.
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I called Sarah, my detective friend, my hands shaking as I explained what I’d seen.
“They’re in my bedroom, packing my valuables,” I whispered. “I locked them in with my security system. Sarah, I think they’re stealing from me.”
“Stay calm,” she said, her voice firm. “Call the police right now. I’ll head over and meet you there.”
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When I hung up, I dialed 911, my voice trembling as I explained the situation. The dispatcher assured me officers were on their way.
From my phone, I pulled up the security camera feed of the bedroom. Aiden was yanking at the door handle, his face tense. Emily paced the room, gesturing wildly.
“What the hell is going on?” Emily snapped.
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“The door’s locked!” Aiden barked. “I don’t know how, but she must’ve done this.”
Emily’s voice rose. “You said she wouldn’t catch on! This was supposed to be easy!”
I clenched my fists, anger and betrayal simmering beneath the surface. They’d played me for a fool, but their little game was over.
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When the police arrived, I let them in and directed them to the bedroom. Two officers went upstairs, while I stood in the foyer with Sarah, my legs trembling.
Minutes later, Aiden and Emily were brought downstairs, their hands cuffed behind their backs. Aiden’s face was unreadable, but Emily glared at me with thinly veiled hatred.
“What’s the meaning of this?” Aiden asked, his voice sharp but measured.
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“You tell me,” I said coldly, crossing my arms.
One of the officers held up Emily’s bag. “We found these,” he said, showing the cash, jewelry, and watches inside. “Care to explain?”
Emily’s façade cracked first. “Fine! We were going to take them, okay?” she snapped. “But it’s not like she even notices half this stuff!”
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“Emily!” Aiden hissed, but it was too late.
“Emily?” the officer said, his voice steady despite the storm inside. “That’s funny, considering your real name isn’t even Emily.”
I stared at them in shock. “How do you know that?”
“They are thieves. Con artists. Did this in several states and escaped every time. Well, until they ran into you, ma’am.”
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I nodded.
“We found multiple IDs in their belongings. Names don’t match. And her date of birth? Doesn’t make her eighteen. She’s thirty-two.”
The room spun for a moment. 32. Aiden had told me she was just a teenager. My skin prickled with disgust.
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The officers pressed Aiden for more information, and under pressure, he finally broke. “It’s not what you think,” he muttered, avoiding my eyes. “We needed the money. You don’t understand—”
“I don’t understand?” I interrupted, my voice rising. “I welcomed you into my home! I trusted you! And all this time, you’ve been lying to me?”
Sarah stepped in, her expression grim. “We’ve seen cases like this before. They pose as a family, target someone wealthy, and rob them blind.”
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“They’re good at it,” one of the officers added. “Too good. We’ll need to look through the evidence, but there’s already enough here to charge them.”
As the police led Aiden and Emily to the door, Aiden turned back to me, his mask of charm completely gone.
“You’re going to regret this,” he said, his voice cold.
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I stared him down, refusing to flinch. “No, Aiden. You are.”
Emily, now tearful, looked back at me. “We didn’t mean to hurt you,” she mumbled.
I didn’t respond. I wasn’t going to waste another ounce of emotion on them.
That night, after the house was quiet again, I sat alone in the living room. The weight of what had happened settled over me like a heavy blanket.
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They’d deceived me so thoroughly, playing on my need for love and connection.
For days, I replayed the little moments I’d overlooked. Emily’s vague answers. Aiden’s reluctance to share details about his past. The way they always seemed to know exactly what to say.
Sarah came by later that week. “You’re not the first person they’ve targeted,” she said. “And you wouldn’t have been the last. But you stopped them. That’s what matters.”
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She was right, but it didn’t make the betrayal hurt any less.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that trust is a dangerous gift. I gave mine too easily, and it nearly cost me everything.
Still, I refuse to let them define my future. They may have stolen my time and my trust, but they couldn’t steal my strength.
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