Have you ever wondered what a sandwich sounds like?

Not much to it, is there?

Unless, of course, it's a Walker's sandwich.

Mmm, that is good.

Now that's what Asani should sound like.

Go all crisp in with walkers.

Delicious.

Welcome to R slash pro revenge, where OP completely destroys his evil boss's life.

Our next Reddit post is from Metal Dude.

I'm a 35-year-old guy working at a major wholesale company in Belgium.

I was second in command at a large branch of this company.

My branch manager, who was 40, was a

complete butthole. Let's call him Stalin. He also responds to Antichrist or Satan, but let's keep it

at Stalin. I was working for this company for quite a while at this point. I always got along with

my direct superiors, and I was now second in command, well on my way to becoming branch manager myself one day.

But then, out of the blue, my old manager got promoted to headquarters and was replaced by a new manager, introducing Stalin.

The guy was a few years older than me and introduced himself to the team as someone who gets things done,

and that we would

grow into the most successful branch of the company under his wings. He also didn't like the

word, can't, claiming that he was deaf to that word. He was a winner and only surrounds himself

with other winners. Roll my eyes. Everyone immediately knew that we had a character on our hands. From week one, it was clear to everyone that Stalin didn't know the first thing about the company and what we were selling, and he didn't know anything about leading a team and working with people. He always had to know everything better than others and had the annoying tendency to let other people do most of his work. So yeah,

as second in command, I suddenly had a lot on my plate. I'm not going to bore you guys with the

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