Boss for an Hour

Everything was just wonderful until a new boss suddenly landed on our heads. Boss for an hour—that’s what we started calling him among ourselves in our small but very friendly team. Narcissistic, arrogant, convinced he’s the smartest—yet in reality just an ordinary tyrant. He came for a while, but acts as though he owns life itself. Well, well! I didn’t pick a fight with the right person. I’m not so helpless either, and the fact that you’re the brother of a respected and beloved man to me like a father doesn’t mean I’ll watch you. I’m not going to throw away my beloved job because of you!