Okay, so, “spanked in office,” huh? Let’s just say it was a Tuesday, and things were about to get… interesting.
It all started like any other day. I woke up, dragged myself out of bed, and headed to the office. I grabbed a coffee on the way – needed that caffeine kick, you know?
I got to my desk, fired up the computer, and started tackling my inbox. Emails, emails, and more emails. The usual.
Then, my boss, let’s call him “Mr. Strict,” walked in. He’s usually pretty chill, but today, he looked like he had swallowed a lemon. He beckoned me into his office.
The Meeting
I went in, feeling a bit uneasy. He closed the door, which is never a good sign. He started talking about my performance, and honestly, I zoned out a bit. It was the usual corporate jargon – “synergy,” “proactive,” “blah blah blah.”
Then, he dropped the bomb. Apparently, I had messed up a big project. Like, really messed up. I tried to explain, but he wasn’t having it.
And then… it happened. He told me to bend over his desk. I was shocked, to say the least. I mean, who does that? But, he was the boss, and I kinda panicked.
So, I did it. I bent over, feeling completely ridiculous. He gave me a few swats – not super hard, but enough to sting. It was embarrassing, humiliating, and honestly, a bit surreal.
- First swat: “Ouch!”
- Second swat: “Seriously?”
- Third swat: “Okay, this is getting weird.”
Afterward, he just told me to get back to work. Like nothing had happened. I walked out of his office, feeling like I was in some bizarre movie.
I went back to my desk, tried to focus, but my mind was racing. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I spent the rest of the day in a daze, just going through the motions.
That evening, I went home, told my friend about it over a few drinks, and we laughed about how insane it all was. But seriously, “spanked in office”? That’s a story for the ages.
All in all, the weirdest Tuesday of my working life!
