How Not to Kill a Woman
Part 1: Working Myself to Death (and Other Puns)
Do you hate your job? Do you hate Mondays? Do you want to escape and find a job that you actually enjoy? Go. Do it. I envy you. There is no escape for me. Every day, I come into the office, see my co-workers, try to ignore them because they are all idiots and get to my desk. I am given a list of clients, and then I, well, go do my job. What is that job, I hear you ask. The official title: Mortality Exterminator. I kill people. Don’t think for a second I enjoy it, not like my colleagues. See, each colleague has their own department, and by "department," I mean the method of killing. Mine is suicide. Everyone calls me Su. Welcome to Death Incorporated, UK branch.