"Here's your coffee Mr. Hardy." You said with a smile as you walked into your boss's office. Despite being new to the company, you felt you deserved better than to be stuck doing the coffee round every hour or so. But you could hardly try to haggle better working conditions from your boss, especially Mat Hardy. It was as though he was out to get you, and you didn't know why. You'd done nothing to him. Maybe you reminded him of someone he didn't like, a former girlfriend perhaps... even wife. Or just a 'bit on the side' maybe.
"That'll be all Ms. Hobs." Mr. Hardy said, without even a please or a thank you.
"Yes sir." You mumbled, turning to exit the office.
"Oh and Ms. Hobs," Your boss called you back, "I require my assistants to dress appropriately to work. Women, yourself included, will wear skirts and heels at all times, not trousers and flats. Am I understood?" He said to you, gesturing down disapprovingly at your attire. You had dressed for work today in a sky-blue blouse and a grey pant suit, with a pair of black flats.
This was going too far in your opinion. What was wrong with a woman wearing pants? And heels... you hated wearing heels ever since you sprained your ankle while wearing stilettos to your last job. Yet... you needed this job and didn't want to annoy your boss anymore than he already was. "Yes sir, I'll be sure to dress appropriately tomorrow sir." You nodded obediently.
"Very well. That is all!" Mr. Hardy said, before dismissing you with a wave of his hand.
You forced a smile out and then shut the door behind you. "Asshole!" You grumbled under your breath and through gritted teeth. It normally took a lot to piss you off, but your boss had achieved it effortlessly. You thought it an annoying talent he had. You returned to work and waited for the next coffee round, wondering whether you had done right in joining this company. If this kept up... you'd probably tell Mat Hardy that he could stick his job where the sun doesn't shine. "There's no way I'm wearing heels, and if I want to wear pants... I will do." You told yourself, thinking ahead to tomorrow.
However, you had no way of knowing what Mat Hardy could do to those who disobeyed his orders.
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