"Boss THIS!" I yelled as I punched my boss in the face.
"National Boss Day" was everyday where I worked. The egomaniac had statues of himself everywhere and held meetings about meetings about meetings about why he was so great. On today of all days we all rose up against him.
I didn't throw the first punch though. It was my girlfriend and cubicle neighbour. Our boss said it would be nice if the ladies in the office baked him a cake for his special day and this really took the cake.
The first wallop he got wasn't from my fist but from a telephone my girlfriend threw at his head. It hit him square in the face with a satisfying CLANG!
The women of the office followed suit and started rioting. The other guys and I looked at each other, shrugged and decided to join in. We all rushed the boss' fancy podium he used to look down on us and we all stomped, punched and kicked.
It was my punch that floored him though. That wiped the smarmy look off his face but then security started showing up. People scattered in confusion and security couldn't deal with the crowd.
We raided all the overtime that was due to us and escaped. We burst out the office doors and ran off into the sunset. I held my girlfriend's hand as our coworkers cheered and ran past us. "I love you so frigging much" I said to her and we kissed.
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