Flash Fiction Fun with Words Provided by Online Friends, April 14th, 2017

Tired of being the pusillanimous company harbinger—obsequiousness to a fault—I approach my mendacious boss and tell him I loathe him. That he’s a kittywompus doppelganger of that hoodlum from Batman. “You’re fired,” is his only response. “Seriously? But contractually . . .” He cut me off. “Yes.” His monosyllabic answer changes everything. My first move …