Brecker replied with a shrug. “If they can’t handle it, I’ll hire new ones. Simple.”
Kira’s expression hardened.
“This company is worth nothing without the people who work here,” she said. Mr. Brecker slammed his hand on the desk, his face twisting with anger.
“I don’t want to hear this nonsense!” he shouted. “I don’t need advice from a manager, especially a woman! Go back to the kitchen you came from and stop getting in the way of men working!”
Kira felt her heart pounding, but she refused to back down.
She turned, her hand gripping the door handle. “Fine. But you’ll regret treating people this way,” she said, her voice calm but firm.
She opened the door and left, slamming it behind her. The next few weeks were a living hell for everyone. Mr.
Brecker fired six people without warning. Each day, it felt like someone new was missing. But he didn’t bother to hire replacements.
The workload just grew heavier, falling on the rest of the team. Exhaustion showed on everyone’s faces. Morale sank lower, and the stress was almost unbearable.
One morning, Kira kept glancing at the clock, her anxiety growing. Michael was already 30 minutes late, and he was never late. Finally, she heard the elevator ding, and he stepped out, looking tired and stressed.
“Where have you been?” Kira asked. “Get to your desk before Mr. Brecker sees you.”
Michael sighed.
“My sister—” he started, but before he could finish, Mr. Brecker’s voice cut through the air. “What was I not supposed to see?” Mr.
Brecker said. “An employee strolling in almost forty minutes late?”
Michael turned to face him. “Yes, sir, I’m sorry.
My sister was in a car accident. I had to pick her up from the hospital.”
Kira’s eyes widened. “Oh my god, is she okay?” she asked, genuinely concerned.
Michael nodded. “Yes. She just has a minor concussion.
She’ll be fine.”
“I don’t care about your excuses,” Mr. Brecker said flatly. Kira stepped forward.
“But this was an emergency. It’s not like he overslept or something.”
“I don’t care,” Mr. Brecker repeated, cutting her off.
“Michael, I had been thinking of promoting you to manager. But not anymore; now you’re getting a fine.”
Michael’s face flushed with anger. “You can’t be serious!
My sister was in an accident, and you think this is fair?”
“Watch your tone, or I’ll fire you,” said Mr. Brecker. Michael clenched his fists and took a step back.
“Don’t worry about it. I quit!” he shouted, walking back into the elevator. Mr.
Brecker shrugged. “Everyone is replaceable,” he said, turning back to his office. Kira watched the elevator doors close, her heart heavy.
“This is impossible,” one of the employees said quietly. “We can’t keep working like this.”
Kira took a breath, then nodded. “I know what we need to do,” she said.
“But I need every one of you to stand with me.”
Twenty minutes later, Kira walked into Mr. Brecker’s office, holding a thick stack of papers. She set them down firmly on his desk.
Mr. Brecker glanced at them, frowning. “What’s this?” he asked.
“Resignation letters,” Kira said, her tone calm. Mr. Brecker’s eyes narrowed.
“From whom?”
“From every single employee,” Kira replied. “Each person in this office.”
Mr. Brecker’s face turned red.
“Are you kidding me?” he shouted, slamming his fist on the desk. “Where am I supposed to find that many replacements?”
Kira didn’t flinch. “That’s not my problem anymore,” she said, her voice steady.
“You were the one who said people are disposable.”
Without another word, she turned and headed for the door. Mr. Brecker jumped up from his chair, following her out.
When he stepped into the main office, he saw empty desks and dark screens. Kira was already stepping into the elevator. “Wait!” he yelled, running after her, but the doors slid shut, leaving him standing there, fuming.
After that day, Kira decided to start her own business. She wanted to create a place where people felt respected and valued. She reached out to all her former colleagues, offering them jobs, and they were more than happy to join her.
Together, they built a new company, one where everyone had a voice. Kira made Michael the manager, knowing he had the skills and passion to lead. A few months later, they read an article in the news.
Their old workplace had shut down. It turned out Mr. Brecker couldn’t find enough new staff, and the company failed.
It was the end of his career, and he faded away, forgotten. Tell us what you think about this story and share it with your friends. It might inspire them and brighten their day.
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