Custom clip request '' You are my young boss. I have worked at the company for many years, struggling to get by. You have come recently and been promoted straight away because you are beautiful. You have bullied me, an old employee, ever since you were promoted, making me do humiliating tasks like washing your car and tidying your big office. You have called me in to your office because you are firing me. I have worked really hard and have never done anything wrong. You are only doing it because you are powerful and you enjoy seeing me suffer. You tell me that you'll enjoy seeing me starving, ...

Custom clip request '' You are my young boss. I have worked at the company for many years, struggling to get by. You have come recently and been promoted straight away because you are beautiful. You have bullied me, an old employee, ever since you were promoted, making me do humiliating tasks like washing your car and tidying your big office. You have called me in to your office because you are firing me. I have worked really hard and have never done anything wrong. You are only doing it because you are powerful and you enjoy seeing me suffer. You tell me that you'll enjoy seeing me starving, not being able to afford any food at all, while you eat out at pricey restaurants every day. I'll have to move on to the streets and beg for change. You tell me you will come down to see me living on the streets and laugh in my face. You could have helped me but you'd rather see me slowly and painfully in the cold and rain. You compare your life to mine a lot, telling me how rich and spoilt you are, while I struggle and work for scraps. And now Im fired. You know the owner of all the shelters in town and will make sure Im not allowed in any. becuase you want to see me outside in the cold, dirt and rain. Ill have to rest in the dirty gutter. You will laugh in my face and ruin my few possessions: blanket, jacket and book. You tell me that I must give you all the money I beg on the street and that you will spend it on unnecessary luxuries, just so I cant afford food and I will starve. Because you deserve everything and I deserve nothing. You tell me one last time, how powerful and rich you are, and compare yourself to me, napping in garbage and begging, only to pay you tribute. You laugh and say: 'Now go and pack your things you pathetic old fool. You sneer in my face and dismiss me