Period!

Open Ends!

Every path that we choose leads us towards the end.

Perhaps mine was heading towards me too.

"Who the hell told you to put the audit files out of the finance departments? I gave you one factory to handle and this is what you did?", Dad yelled at me making me look into my mistake.

I sat in the middle of the meeting of the entire board of directors.

There had been a compiled head of complains against me marking off my authoritative and commanding behaviour.

Since the day I took over the factory business, I looked deep into the situation and read into every industry and design finally merging out the conclusions and making the necessary changes.

I knew that people around me were already getting done with my conclusive behaviour. At first when people questioned my authority of stepping into the business, I didn't disclose my real name but to strengthen myself I used my name and position finally discovering my real powers.

"If you haven't noticed... The performance graphs have been redone and as you can see.", I held out the remote to the projector, "There had been an increase of 31% in your enterprise sales as compared to another major linear increase of 43.4% demand due to the lessened supply time provided that now the shift in patterns had been changed and people around the factories actually do their intended jobs.", I plainly stated not caring enough about time and place or the possible reaction I might be getting from dad.

"Who the hell gave you the authority to do so? I don't give a damn about your rates!", He yelled again.

I practically rolled my eyes.

It wasn't the first time he was yelling at me in front of other people.

He usually called in meetings at the factory I was working in. He already yelled and humiliated me a bunch of couple of times. Our relationship had completely declined from only hugging to no hugging at the breakfast table to me not even showing up at the breakfast table.

It was like life was in a complete blizzard for me but I was still coping up with it.

I felt the anger pang hitting inside me. Initially I held everything up straight and tolerated everything that dad ever said to me but now I had immensely changed into a more drastic woman. I hid my anger downside my calm tone. But at the moment I felt like loosing it. I felt being done with everything and everyone including dad.

"I asked you something.", Dad yelled again noticing my poker expressions.

"I did what was better on the company's behalf.", I stated back plainly.

Everyone in the room had their eyes shifted up to see the show of the great potential successor and predecessors fight that dad and I were about to put.
"And who the hell told you, you could make decisions on your own? This is my company, nobody even breathes without my permission. Who the hell do you think you are, making decisions without consulting me.", Dad's voice rose an octave higher.

His tone broke the bar on my patience level.

I let out a small chuckle grabbing everyone's attention, "Who the hell do I think I am? Your company? For God's sake dad... You don't run a company you run a circus here!", I finally said what I had been holding for a long time now.

I had studied this company deeply and desperately, understood all the concerning facts and figures. I knew company in a better position that dad did. I knew what it felt like being an employee and I thought like an employer. I had my brain roots deepened inside the business so now I stood challenging back dad.