My coworkes always complained about me. They said I was a pain to work with. My desk was a mess, I left food everywhere. They wanted me to quit. I knew they couldn’t get me fired, after all, I am the boss’s son.
One day, I saw them reading from an old book, I didn’t hear every word they read, but it was something about making me clean all the mess I had left, and to make me understand why they hate me so much. I thought it was funny, like they were trying to change me through a spell. I don’t know why, but at that moment I looked at my desk, and it was a complete mess, I felt like cleaning it. I started by throwing out old stuff, and arranging every file and book. I noticed that my hair was all over my face, so I took a couple of small hair ribbons out of my pocket and used them to hold my hair on the side. My clothes felt big, so I went to the bathroom, and changed my clothes to something more appropiate for my work. It wasn’t weird for me that I entered the girl’s bathroom, and that there was a box with my new clothes. After putting my new maid outfit, I continued cleaning the rest of the office.
“Those were some unexpected results” one of my coworkers said. I looked at him, I didn’t know what he was talking about, I just smiled, grabbed my hair and said “well, if you like what you see, and want to see more <unexpected results>, why don’t we talk about it over dinner”. I love working at this office, I like every guy that works here, except the boss’s son, I hate that guy, he always leaves a mess on his desk.