People Whose Jobs Have More Twists Than a Reality Show

My boss would make me lie to his wife and say he’d be working late because of a project deadline. I was fed up with my job, and one day, I told her,

“Just so you know… your husband is never here after 6 pm.” To my surprise, she started laughing. Then she said, “Oh, so you don’t know about our little game yet?”

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