Idiot Boss

It was evident the moment we started working at our job. By us I mean my friend Carter and me. While we would make sure our jobs were done he would find excuses to leave work early and put his work on us or our coworkers. Knowing all that I'm sure you can understand our dismay when we had to go on a business road trip with him. We would've declined but he needed some people with him to help him manage things and truth be told we owed some favors around the office. We had been on the road for eight hours and were feeling tired.

"Hey, Eric we've been on the road for a while now and it's getting late. Do you think we can check in somewhere for the night?" I said.

"Dave, you and Carter need to learn how to be more resilient."

"But we're the ones who have been driving this whole time."

He rolled his eyes while sighing.

"Alright, fine. Carter, see if there are any places we can check into."

I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Carter looking at his phone.

"All the places near us seemed to be booked," he said.

"That's too bad. Looks like we'll have to keep driving," Eric said.

"Easy for you to say when you can snooze your ass off in the passenger seat," I thought.

I was about to steel myself for a long night of driving. I imagine Carter was doing the same thing since we had been swapping driving duty throughout the road trip. At a red light, I noticed a sign on the side of the road. It was for a bed and breakfast.

"Hey, Carter, did you see this place on your phone?" I asked, pointing out the sign for him.

"I didn't, actually."

He looked them up only to get no results.

"We can take a look. You guys are paying for yourselves, though," Eric said.

I refrained from calling him a cheapskate and turned onto the road by the sign. Driving along it took us to a farm that also had the same sign on the property. We parked on the grass and got out of the car. When we walked up to the house we saw a man in his late 30s maybe early 40s in a chair, rocking back and forth. He had on white overalls and was wearing a white straw hat.

"Evening, fellers. What brings you here?" He asked, smiling wide.

"We saw the sign on your yard and were wondering if you had some rooms available," I explained.

"You guys are in luck. It just so happens we have a couple rooms available."

"Great, how much will it be for the night?"

"$50."

"That's a good deal," Eric commented.

"Glad ya think so. Come on in. We're having dinner right now. Make sure ya leave yer shoes outside."

We paid and I was about to go in with the others. My eye caught something. Before I couldn't see the farm that well because of the distance and dimness. Now that I was closer I could tell the barn on the farm was white as was the house that we were to be staying in. I didn't think much of it until we got inside.

Almost everything inside was white. It was nearly blinding how bright it was. The farmer led us to the dining room. There we saw six more people who were also seated and they were also wearing white clothes. The dinner they were eating was white meat chicken on white rice on white plates that were resting on a white tablecloth. I think the only things that weren't white were the drinking glasses and silverware. Everyone at the table had the same smile the farmer was wearing.