(Genre: Short play (I guess..(?)))
Manager: Please get off your phone.
Bob: Do you want me to work for you, OR do you just want to bust my balls!?
Manager: But you can’t be on your phone.
Bob: But you shouldn’t be an asshole when I’m trying to make a sincere effort to work for you!
Manager: But as your boss it’s my job to tell you what to do.
Bob: And to have more confidence in myself by speaking my mind, your instructions make zero sense, and I just feel like you don’t even know what the hell you’re doing, so you just go by your gut feeling.. you don’t take this seriously, someone else told me that you literally didn’t believe me when I told you I was being harassed.. I just feel like you’re full of shit.
Manager: I try to do what’s best for the company.
Bob: You try to use your power to do whatever the hell you want regardless if it’s truly “for the company”!
Manager: Well do you want me to help you or not?
Bob: I would like it if you can stop cursing at me just because you’re having a bad day.
Manager: So don’t make my bad day worse.
Bob: And you can not make my bad day worse by not getting pissed off at me for not unloading a truck that you later on tell me I never had to unload!!
Manager: You do what I say, or you’re fired.
Bob: Man, I thought you cared about “team spirit”.
Manager: I did until I found out that you talk shit about me behind my back.
Bob walks up to his boss and stares him dead in the eyes..
Bob: I talk shit, about those who treat me, like, SHIT!!!
Max smacks his boss, his boss rushes to the office to call an ambulance while Max eventually races out of the commercial district with his mom’s car until he becomes stopped by police, then sedated due to a perceived threat towards oneself and others and thanks to security cameras..
Zach Dana Writing 