My boss threw a bowl of soup at me in front of my co-workers at lunchtime because I didn’t leave room for them, and then I did something he regretted.

She is selfish and narrow-minded.

I’ve been working in this company for three years. There is something special that I want to tell you: my mother and I both work in a big company in Mumbai. My dad passed away early, and my mother is raising two children single-handedly. My mother has been in charge of the company’s canteen for more than eight years. I chose to work here because my mother said that the environment here was good and stable, and that I could earn enough to meet my expenses.

Besides, I want to work with my mother as well. My younger brother is now studying at a university in Delhi, and I often jokingly say that when he graduates, he will be back to work here. But when this incident happened, I thought I would not stay here for long.

I’m quite simple, I say what I think, but I’m always honest with people, without showing off. When I order food from outside or make an occasional cake, I share it with everyone. In the office, everyone likes me except the boss, who openly hates me.

Her name is Bhavna. From the very first day I joined the company, Bhavna didn’t like me. At work, I often mentioned the problems the team faced in order to discuss them and find solutions, but he felt that I was looking for faults and trying to put him down.

The feeling is flattering, and I don’t know how to flatter, so obviously I couldn’t catch his eye. After spending three years at the company, I was never considered an excellent employee, I have always been average. Many colleagues even said that this was very unfair. The grading spirit of the competition was determined, and I had an idea of that. Still, I tried to give my best because I was confident that the people above would see it.

I kept it a secret that I am the daughter of a kitchen manager. I didn’t want my mom to be checked. But it didn’t last long. Last Diwali, some colleagues came to my house and were very surprised to know the truth. I told them to keep it a secret, especially not to tell Bhavna. But he finally found out.

Since then, the feeling has started to haunt me even more, and repeatedly refers to my mother to make fun of her:

“In this company, anyone can be fired, from the cook to the security guard to the senior manager. So be careful while working. ”

I knew exactly what she was trying to say.

climax

The extremes were in the canteen one afternoon. Bhawna threw a bowl of hot soup directly at me in front of everyone. Cause? He said the food in the canteen was bad. Although all the other co-workers praised the food, it was clearly an excuse to put me down and indirectly my mother.

I stood up, tears welling up in my eyes, but my voice was firm:

“Sister Bhavna, I have been patient with you for the last three years. I don’t care if you do me a favor or humiliate me, but I won’t let you insult my mother. I don’t work here for a paycheck or reward. I just want to eat my mom’s food every day. If you don’t like it, you can go out and eat! As far as I’m concerned… At most, I’ll quit my job, I don’t have to cling to anything. ”

There was silence in the entire canteen.

An elderly colleague in the room also openly criticized Bhawna’s attitude and defended me. The color of her face changed, and for the first time I saw regret in Bhavna’s eyes. A few days later, she fell completely silent, no longer openly criticizing me.

My Verdict

However, I know that my future here will not be bright. I can’t hold my head high for the rest of my life to the tyranny of a selfish, narrow-minded boss.

I have decided to quit my job soon. My mother is still working here, I will continue to support her, but my way… You have to get out of this suffocating shadow.

The future may be difficult, but at least I’ve held my head high, spoken the truth, and protected my mother from injustice.

Part 2 – Emotion of Retribution

I tendered my resignation immediately after the incident in the canteen. No roundabouts, no pleas, just a small note. The day I left the company in Mumbai, the entire department came to see me off. Many of my senior colleagues shook hands with me, their eyes brimming with tears:

“Daughter, don’t be sad. When you go out, you will definitely get a better environment. Bhavana has done a lot of injustice here. ”

I smiled, trying to hide my tears. From that day on, I officially ended my three years together.

The atmosphere changed

Without me, the atmosphere of the department began to overwhelm. Bhawna felt that she would get a sigh of relief after I left. But at that moment, the truth slowly came out.

A young colleague, who had been silent at first, suddenly stood up during the weekly meeting and spoke frankly:

“Emotion, I can see that you’re biased towards this person and that person. You give good grades to a hardworking person, and you give good grades to a flatterer. Who else do you want to hurt now?”

These words were like fire. Everyone else said in unison:

“That’s right, for the last three years she’s been the hardest worker. But emotion has always tried to put me down. ”

“We have also been persecuted, but no one dares to speak up. ”

Bhawna’s face turned pale and she was speechless, she did not expect the truth to be exposed so publicly.

Seniors take action

Whispers and complaints reached the ears of senior management. One morning, the Director of Human Resources from the Delhi headquarters came to inspect himself. They asked for all competition records and employee evaluation reports for the past three years.

It took just a few days for the whole picture to unfold: Bhavna continued to give unfair marks, demeaning those who did not “flatter” and supporting those who were flattered. The results were so obvious that the leadership could not ignore them.

At the emergency meeting, the director looked directly at the emotion:
“You don’t deserve to be a leader.” This company needs impartiality, not a place for you to settle personal grudges. ”

The verdict was delivered soon after: Bhawna was suspended from her post and transferred as a regular employee pending disciplinary action.

Revenge came quickly.

The news spread throughout the company. The man, once arrogant and domineering, now bowed his head and left the living room. No one flattered him anymore, no co-worker wanted to sit and eat with him. Many even whispered behind his back:

“You will reap what you sow. Look back, everyone is satisfied. ”

I heard this news from a close colleague. He called me, smiling lightly at the receiver:

“Emotion finally paid the price. You’re not here anymore, but people miss you. That day, it was your courage that gave us the courage to speak. ”

message

Sitting in my small rented room in the suburbs of Mumbai, I smiled after the phone. I knew I didn’t have to take revenge. I just have to live honestly. Those who live selfishly and narrowly will have to face the consequences themselves.

And just like that, the feeling suffered loneliness, loss of respect, and the position to which she clung to the ego.

I let out a slight sigh. I had suffered a lot for the last three years, but today I felt relieved.