A hardworking woman turns into an aggressive and impatient boss after her most recent promotion at a store. She gets away with it until she insults and fires an old janitor.
Nia had recently been promoted to general manager of a major fashion retail outlet. Just a week into her new role, she was already implementing major changes, guided by a binder of ideas she had accumulated over the years.
One morning, Nia addressed her staff.
“Alright, guys. Is everyone clear on the new protocols we’re going to follow?” she asked.
The team responded with nods and gentle affirmations.
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“I don’t want anyone deviating from my guidelines, so here’s what we are going to do,” she continued. “Anybody who fails to follow the new rules — whether it is about uniform, customer greetings, display arrangements, punctuality — will lose their incentive for that month,” Nia declared, her face beaming with pride.
The staff exchanged worried glances. Nia’s drastic measures made them fear for their livelihoods, as even minor mistakes could cost them dearly.
But despite her recent changes, the team respected Nia. They knew her journey from an intern to the top position and admired her dedication to the fashion industry.
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However, with time, Nia’s approach became increasingly problematic. She set unrealistic goals and responded harshly to small errors. Her decisions, like extending shifts and imposing strict rules, were met with silent frustration from the staff. Their only respite, weekends, was now occupied with work. But that wasn’t all.
Nia’s strategies, like reducing loading costs by involving sales staff and limiting employee breaks, pushed the team to their limits. She even banned sitting during shifts and restricted sick leaves, all in the name of creating a good impression for customers.
“We’ll have to show them we are never tired of serving them. And always serve them with a smile. Am I clear?” Nia instructed sternly. She was overly pleased with the way she was conducting things.
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Raised by a single mother, Nia had faced numerous rejections before landing an internship at the fashion outlet. Her dedication to her job and hard work quickly led to her promotion.
From her office, she looked out at the street where she once sought opportunities, determined never to return to those hard days. Under her leadership, the store buzzed with activity, though the staff struggled with the overwhelming workload and strict deadlines she set. Nia was happy until… the work really started taking its toll on the employees.
Over time, her strict management led to a drastic drop in sales, contradicting her ambitious plans. Furious, she confronted her exhausted staff. “Our ratings are dipping. We’ll be ruined at this rate,” she yelled. “Extend your shifts, cut down on breaks… do whatever it takes! We have to boost sales!”
Nia couldn’t understand the sudden decline and increased the workload even more. One day, after a tense client meeting, she found Maya, a saleswoman, asleep on the counter.
“How dare you sleep during work??” Nia yelled.
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Maya, startled and panicked, apologized, but Nia was unforgiving. “Meet me in my office,” she demanded. Gathering the staff, Nia, already upset about the sales, decided to demonstrate her authority.
She fired Maya on the spot, tossing her paycheck at her. The team was shocked but remained silent. They knew Maya was exhausted from overworking, but who would dare to go against Nia? They wanted to keep their jobs.
But as Maya was leaving, Victor, a 68-year-old janitor, spoke up. “Nia, child, I’ve got something to say,” he said calmly, despite Nia’s obvious irritation.
“We’re all happy to help with your vision, Nia,” Victor began, trying to reason with her. “But maybe we could let go of the small mistakes…”
Nia, angered by his audacity to speak up, cut him off. “That’s enough, Victor! Do you think I haven’t noticed your tardiness and long lunch breaks?” she retorted. “And let’s not forget how you arrive late daily!”
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“Nia, there’s a reason why I’ve been coming later than the others…”
Nia couldn’t believe that the older man had interrupted her again. Looking at the other employees stare at her, anticipating her reaction, she decided to put her foot down and set an example once and for all.
“I don’t care about the reason! Let this be an example, folks,” Nia said. “Anyone who makes excuses on my watch will be fired. Hey, you’re fired, old man! Now you can accompany Maya and get lost!”
Maya and Victor left quietly while the rest of the staff watched in dismay, tears in their eyes. Nia’s ruthlessness had reached a new level, leaving everyone in shock.
Though it was the end of Victor’s job at the store, an unexpected turn of events awaited him the next day.
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Mr. Gordon, the owner of the multi-million-dollar store chain,unexpectedly visited his store to address the sudden revenue decline.
“Good morning, everyone! How are things going?” Mr. Gordon asked all the employees.
“It could’ve been much better,” a worker replied, with others nodding.
“What’s up? Aren’t you guys excited for the Christmas holidays?” Mr. Gordon inquired.
“Some of us wanted an extended Christmas break, but Miss Ferguson only allowed two days off,” another employee explained.
Mr. Gordon partially understood what was happening and called Nia to his office.
“Miss Ferguson, our revenue has dropped drastically. What happened? Do you need help?” he asked while they sat across from each other.
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Nia blamed the staff, claiming they were lazy and needed close monitoring.
“I see…We had the same ‘lazy’ staff with us the last month, didn’t we? But everything was much better. We didn’t hire anyone recently, so I don’t understand why they are suddenly acting lazy.”
Mr. Gordon gave Nia a month to improve the situation. As he was leaving, he asked about Victor, the custodian.
“Where’s Victor? I didn’t see him today,” he said.
“He was fired for being late and too old to work,” Nia hesitantly revealed.
Mr. Gordon was shocked. “WHAT? Do you know you fired the co-owner of this store?”
Nia was stunned. “The co-owner? But he’s just a janitor!”
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Mr. Gordon shared a story from his childhood. “I still don’t remember what happened that day…but my father told me I ran after an ice cream van and almost got hit by a car. Victor had seen me while emptying the trash and rushed to my rescue. He pushed me away and saved my life, but he ended up in intensive care after being hit by the car.
“My father, the original owner of this store, offered him a share in the business. Do you know what Victor said when my dad wanted to reward him? ‘I just did what any normal human was supposed to do.’ Victor accepted the offer to become a co-owner because my father kept persuading him, but on one condition. That he would work as a janitor.”
He continued, “Victor lost his wife and child during childbirth and considered the staff here his family.”
Mr. Gordon then dropped a bombshell. “You must apologize to Victor. He’s taking over this unit tomorrow. I’ll come again, and it’s up to Victor to decide whether or not I should fire you.”
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Panicked and fearing for her job, Nia drove to meet Victor, worried about facing him and the challenges ahead. “How will I boost sales in a month? How will I face Victor? It’s his fault, too. Why did he just walk away without telling me who he was? Now, everything is against me. What will I do?” she fretted.
Nia arrived at Victor’s modest home, surprised by its simplicity despite his co-ownership of a lucrative business. She knocked, and Victor greeted her warmly, inviting her in for apple pie.
“Mr. Gordon told me you’d come. Please, make yourself comfortable,” Victor said, unaffected by her previous actions.
Nia felt awkward in the humble setting. Victor, sensing her unease, began to talk about Mr. Gordon’s father’s business philosophy.
“Unlike others, he valued his staff first. He provided nap rooms, bonuses, corporate events, and weekends off and ensured customers didn’t mistreat them. He treated employees like family,” Victor explained.
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Nia shyly nodded, partially realizing what had gone wrong. “But how does that help with the growth of the business? If employees get such perks, how will they work without distractions? Won’t they take it for granted?” she said.
Victor smiled. “When employees love their work, they provide top-notch service, satisfying customers and growing the business. A smart boss finds ways to make employees devoted. He doesn’t fire them.”
As Victor hungrily devoured his pie, he requested Nia to call Maya back to work. “You may never know how fate works for others, Nia. You joined as an intern, but you became the general manager. You may never know what potential a simple salesgirl like Maya can have. Never underestimate and judge others by their appearance or job!”
Nia grinned, and just as she was about to leave, Victor stopped her. “Don’t worry, Nia. I will not fire you. But we will decide later together with all the employees and Mr. Gordon by a vote, alright?”
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Assured she still had a second chance, Nia returned to the store and gathered all the employees in her office. They were afraid about what more rules she was going to impose on them. But none of them had expected to see what was about to happen next.
“Good day, everyone!” Nia began with a smile. Everyone thought it was unusual because she had never greeted them with a smile since day one of her promotion.
“I would like to tell everyone that Victor, the company’s co-owner, will be heading us from tomorrow!”
The employees were shocked at the revelation. Some of them didn’t have a clue that the custodian of their store was their boss.
“Don’t be shocked, guys! I am young and new to this trade, and I made mistakes. I hope you’ll all forgive me for what happened in the last few days. Maya and Victor will be back tomorrow, and we will work as a team. Is that clear?”
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From the next day onward, Nia followed Victor’s advice and implemented Mr. Gordon’s dad’s principles. She treated her employees respectfully and did not show authority over them. She thought more about them and made sure each and every employee loved their job.
As days passed, Nia’s efforts worked in her favor. The employees started giving their best, and as Nia had wanted, the sales for the next quarter surged with impeccable results.
Mr. Gordon was impressed with Nia’s efforts, and with Victor, he decided not to fire her. Five years later, Nia was promoted to the position of CEO of all the outlets.
As for Victor, he chose to keep working as a janitor because he loved his job.
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Abandoned Puppy Becomes the Angel a Grieving Old Man Prayed For
After losing his wife and son, 91-year-old Burt had given up on miracles. But everything changed when a puppy abandoned in a cardboard box crossed his path. Two years later, when that same dog disappeared, Burt’s journey to find him uncovered a miracle far greater than he could have imagined.
The autumn wind rustled through the leaves as Burt shuffled along the familiar path to the church, his weathered cane tapping against the sidewalk. At 91, every step was deliberate, and every breath a reminder of the long life he’d lived… mostly alone.
The morning fog hung low, wrapping the street in a pearl-gray blanket when a sound caught his attention. A squeaky whimper, barely audible, drifted from a rain-soaked cardboard box by the roadside.
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Burt’s arthritic knees protested as he bent down to investigate. Inside, a tiny black and white puppy shivered, its eyes large and pleading. A crumpled note was taped to the box: “Take care of him!”
The old man’s heart, hardened by decades of solitude after losing his wife Martha and their son James in that terrible car crash, softened at the sight of the helpless creature.
“Well,” he whispered, “I suppose the Lord works in mysterious ways.”
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Burt gathered the puppy in his trembling hands, tucked it inside his coat, and returned home. The church could wait… this little soul needed him more.
He named the puppy Sebastian. It was the name Martha had always said they’d give to their second child before fate had other plans.
Something about the little fellow’s gentle eyes reminded him of Martha’s kindness, and the name just felt right. “I hope you like me, little one!” Burt said as the pup wagged his little tail.
From that first day, Sebastian filled Burt’s silent house with unexpected joy and hearty barks.
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Sebastian grew into a handsome dog with a distinctive white patch shaped like a star on his chest. He had a habit of bringing Burt his slippers every morning and sitting beside him during afternoon tea as if he knew exactly what the old man needed.
For two years, they were inseparable. Sebastian became Burt’s reason to wake up, venture outside, and smile again. The dog would wait by the window when Burt went to get groceries, his tail wagging so hard his whole body shook when the old man returned.
Their evening walks became a neighborhood fixture — the stooped figure and his faithful companion, moving slowly but contentedly along the twilight streets.
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Then came that terrible Thursday in October.
Sebastian had been acting restless all morning, his ears perking up at something only he could hear. The neighborhood strays were particularly vocal that day, their barks echoing from the direction of the old park by the high school.
A female dog in heat, Burt would later learn, had drawn many of the local dogs to that area. Sebastian kept rushing to the window, whining softly, his tail twitching as he paced by the door.
Burt wasn’t too worried at first. Sebastian had always been well-behaved, never one to wander.
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“Settle down, boy,” Burt had said fondly, reaching for the leash. “We’ll go for our walk after lunch.”
But Sebastian’s agitation only grew. When Burt let him out into their fenced yard as usual, the dog immediately ran to the far corner, standing alert and listening to the distant barking. Burt went inside to fix their lunch, and when he called Sebastian 15 minutes later, there was no response.
The gate was ajar. Burt found a mail in the mailbox. But Sebastian was nowhere to be found. Had the postman left the gate open? Panic seized Burt’s chest as he searched the yard, calling Sebastian’s name with increasing desperation.
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Hours stretched into days. Burt barely ate or slept, spending endless hours on his porch, clutching Sebastian’s worn leather collar. The nights were the worst. The silence that had once been his constant companion now felt like a gaping wound in his soul, raw and bleeding with every tick of the grandfather clock.
Every creak of the floorboards made him look up, hoping to see Sebastian trotting in with that apologetic look dogs get when they know they’ve worried their humans.
When his neighbor Tom rushed over with news of a dead dog on the highway, Burt felt the ground disappear beneath his feet, his heart shattering into a thousand tiny pieces.
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The relief at discovering it wasn’t Sebastian was immediately followed by guilt. He couldn’t leave another creature unmourned, so he buried the unknown dog, saying a prayer for its family wherever they were.
The missing posters he put up around town told their own story of love and loss:
“MISSING: SEBASTIAN. Beloved family member. Black & white dog with star-shaped patch on chest. Reward: A home-cooked meal & endless gratitude. Contact: Burt, Door No. A31, Maple Avenue, Oak Street.”
Some people smiled sympathetically at the modest offer, but Burt’s famous pot roast was all he had to give. When nobody contacted him, Burt pushed open the heavy doors of the police station, clutching Sebastian’s favorite chew toy in his trembling hands.
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“He’s my only family…” The desk sergeant barely looked up from his computer as Burt explained his situation, his voice quavering with desperation. A few officers lounging nearby exchanged smirks.
“Sir,” the sergeant sighed, “we’ve got three ongoing missing persons cases, two armed robberies, and a hit-and-run to solve. We can’t spare resources to look for a dog that probably just ran away.”
One of the officers chuckled. “Maybe he found himself a girlfriend!” he said, drawing snickers from his colleagues. Burt’s shoulders slumped, each laugh feeling like a knife in his heart. He turned to leave, his cane scraping against the linoleum floor, when a gentle voice called out.
“Sir! Hold on!”
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The dismissive laughter at the police station cut deep, but young Officer Charlie’s kind eyes held understanding. Though he couldn’t officially help, he promised to keep an eye out during his patrols and took Burt’s phone number.
“My grandmother,” he said quietly, “she lived alone with her dog. I understand what this dog means to you, sir. I really do.”
Two weeks after Sebastian’s disappearance, Burt’s hope faded. His joints ached more than usual, perhaps from all the walking he’d done searching for Sebastian or maybe from the weight of grief settling back into his bones.
He sat in his armchair, looking at the empty dog bed in the corner, when his rotary phone rang.
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It was Officer Charlie, speaking quickly, excitement in his voice. “Mr. Burt? I’m off duty, but I was hiking in the woods near Old Miller’s property, and I heard barking coming from somewhere below the ground. There’s an abandoned well out there… it’s been partially covered with boards, but there’s a gap. I think… I think you should come out here.”
Burt’s hands shook so badly he could barely grip his cane. He hurried to his neighbor Tom’s house to ask if Tom could drive him to the woods. Tom agreed, and the two left in his car. When they arrived at the woods, they found Charlie waiting with ropes and flashlights. The young officer had already called the fire department but couldn’t wait for them to arrive.
“He’s down there, Mr. Burt. I saw the white star-like patch on his chest when I shined my light down.”
Burt burst into tears, his fragile voice trembling as he called out to Sebastian. “My boy… are you alright down there? Can you hear me? Just… just give me a sign. Please.”
“Woof! Woof!” The familiar bark echoed from the well, lifting Burt’s weary spirit and flooding his heart with hope.
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The next hour was a flurry of activity. The fire department arrived with proper equipment, and a young firefighter was carefully lowered into the dry, abandoned well.
Word of the rescue spread quickly, and soon, people from across town gathered at the scene. The crowd held their breath as they heard movement below, and then a familiar bark echoed from the darkness.
Burt fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.
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When they finally pulled Sebastian up, he was thin and muddy but very much alive. He’d likely been surviving on rainwater at the bottom of the well. The moment they set him down, he bolted straight to Burt, nearly knocking the old man over with the force of his love.
Sebastian’s tail wagged so hard it seemed to blur, and he covered Burt’s face with frantic kisses, whimpering as if trying to tell his story all at once.
“My boy,” Burt sobbed, burying his face in Sebastian’s dirty fur. “My precious, precious boy. I missed you. You scared me.” The gathered crowd wiped away tears, watching the reunion unfold.
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An elderly woman stepped forward from the crowd, dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief.
“I’ve been watching Mr. Burt walk past my house every day for the past two weeks,” she said to no one in particular, her voice quivering. “Every evening, calling that dog’s name until his voice gave out. I’ve never seen such devotion. Such love. Such compassion.”
“Sebastian,” Burt whispered, still holding his dog close. “I thought I’d lost you forever, just like I lost them.” His voice broke on the last word, and Officer Charlie knelt beside them, placing a gentle hand on Burt’s shoulder.
“Sir,” Charlie said softly, “let’s get you both home. Sebastian needs food and rest, and so do you.”
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As Tom helped Burt to his feet, the old man turned to Charlie with tears still streaming down his weathered face. “Young man,” he said, gripping Charlie’s hand, “thank you so much. You have no idea what you’ve just returned to me.”
Charlie’s eyes misted as he replied, “My grandmother… before she passed last year, she told me stories about her dog from when she was young. She’d say, ‘Charlie, sometimes angels have four legs.’ When I saw your missing posters, I kept thinking about her.”
“Angels have four legs,” Burt repeated, looking down at Sebastian, who hadn’t moved more than an inch from his side. “Martha used to say something similar. She’d tell our James that dogs are God’s way of reminding us that love speaks without words.”
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One of the firefighters approached, helmet in hand. “Mr. Burt, we should get Sebastian checked out by a vet. Would you like us to call someone?”
“I know a vet who makes house calls,” Tom interjected. “She’s my daughter’s friend. I’ll give her a call right now.”
As they made their way back through the woods, an elderly man from the neighborhood spoke up. “Burt, you mentioned a home-cooked meal as a reward on your posters. Well, I’d say Officer Charlie here has earned it!”
Burt straightened his shoulders, some of his old dignity returning. “Indeed he has. And not just Charlie. All of you… you all came out here to help find my boy.”
His voice trembled as he looked at the gathered faces. “I’ve lived in this town for 63 years, most of them alone. I thought I was forgotten, just an old man with his dog. But today…” He paused to compose himself.
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“Nobody’s forgotten, Mr. Burt,” Charlie said firmly. “Nobody should be forgotten.”
“Then please,” Burt said, addressing the crowd, “all of you come to dinner tomorrow. It might be a tight squeeze in my little cottage, but Martha always said a home expands to fit the love inside it.”
As they reached the edge of the woods, Sebastian stopped and looked up at Burt, his tail wagging slowly. Despite his ordeal, his eyes held the same devotion they’d shown since that first day Burt found him in the cardboard box.
“You know,” Burt said, his voice laced with emotion, “during these past two weeks, I kept thinking about that note in the box. ‘Take care of him,’ it said. But the truth is, he’s been taking care of me all along.”
Charlie smiled, helping Burt navigate a rough patch of ground. “Sometimes, Mr. Burt, that’s exactly how family works.”
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The following evening, Burt’s small cottage was filled with more people than it had seen in decades. True to his word, he prepared a feast — his special pot roast, Martha’s recipe for apple pie, and all the fixings. Officer Charlie tried to decline the reward, but Burt insisted.
“A promise is a promise,” he said, his eyes twinkling. “Besides, it’s been too long since this house heard laughter.”
Sebastian moved from person to person, accepting gentle pats and sneaked bits of pot roast, but he always returned to press against Burt’s leg as if reassuring both of them that he was really home. The old man’s hands slightly shook as he served his guests, but his smile was steady and true.
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Later that night, after everyone had gone home, Burt sat in his armchair with Sebastian curled up at his feet. The dog had been bathed and checked by a vet, who declared him dehydrated and hungry but otherwise unharmed. A miracle, they called it.
But Burt knew better — it wasn’t just a miracle that had brought Sebastian back to him. It was the kindness of a young police officer who took the time to care, the strength of a community that came together to help, and the resilient spirit of a dog who never gave up trying to come home.
He reached down to scratch behind Sebastian’s ears, and the dog looked up at him with those same trusting eyes that had peered out of a cardboard box two years ago.
“You know,” Burt said softly, “Martha always said that family finds each other, one way or another. Guess she was right, as usual.”
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Sebastian’s tail thumped against the floor in agreement, and Burt felt the last traces of loneliness melt away. His house was no longer filled with just silence and memories… it was now home to second chances, to love found and lost and found again, and to the quiet miracle of two hearts beating in perfect sync.
That night, for the first time in two weeks, both man and dog slept peacefully, each knowing the other was exactly where they belonged.
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