A joke about the conversation between the boss and the employees on vacation.

A joke about the conversation between the boss and the employees on vacation.

When I asked my boss for a day off,

The boss wrote this letter and answered me like this:

Do you want to take a day off? See what you want from the company.

You can work 365 days a year.

52 weeks a year, you have two days off every week, leaving 26 1 day to work.

You are absent from work every day 16 hours. If you subtract 170 days, 9 1 day remains.

You spend 30 minutes drinking coffee every day, which adds up to 23 days a year, leaving 68 days.

The time you spend on lunch every day is 1 hour, 46 days and 22 days.

Usually you take two sick days a year, so your working hours are only 20 days.

There are five holidays every year, the company doesn't go to work, and you only work 15 days.

The company generously gives you 14 days holiday every year, and you work 1 day.

Are you taking a fucking vacation today?

The content of my reply

Why don't you say something?

I go to work at 8:30 every day and leave home at 8: 10. In the meantime, I worked for the company (but ..... I didn't get the money).

I get off work at 17:30 every day and get home at 18:00 (I work in the company during this time, but ... I didn't get the money).

The company stipulates that you can't wear shirts, suits and shoes casually, but I hate wearing shirts, suits, pants and shoes. I had to pay for it myself, and the company didn't give me any money.

Watching the computer every day does great harm to my eyes. My myopia increases at least 100 degrees every year on average, and I have to pay my own medical expenses in the future. In order to damage my permanent health at work, the company does not provide subsidies in this regard.

Using the mouse and keyboard every day makes my shoulder ache to death. You have to buy your own salon stickers when you go back. This branch doesn't provide salon stickers, so you have to pay for it yourself.

Every time there is a case, you leave a message, and I will try my best to write a plan for you to make a job. No matter when and where, I will dream in the middle of the night, and the company will not pay me overtime.

The client was very upset, so he called the company and yelled at me in his ear, which made me listless, lost my appetite and had to burn the midnight oil to catch the case. I suspect that I will die of overwork, and the company will not give me money or insurance.

Every day, I hope my colleagues and customers can cooperate at work, so I should buy a souvenir for my colleagues and customers when I go out to play, and make good relations. I still have to pay for this souvenir myself.

I just took an extra day off, so I'll solve it there. I either work for a few hours every day or drink coffee for a few hours (although I seldom drink it).

If you are a few minutes late, you will deduct my money, and ask for a few sick days every year for work-related injuries, and count it with me.

Even if I have lunch every day, it's just to have a mental time to go to work in the afternoon. Count it in for me.

Then he finally asked me in dirty words, "Do you want to take a fucking day off?"

Do you want to sign me or not?

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