[ CW ] Write a horror story with no gore or death , not even implied .

`` Hey, Bernard. ``, Tom said as he stood in the entrance of Bernard's cubicle. Tom is a mid-level supervisor at Action Apparel Inc and Bernard is one of the many office drones that are accountable to him. Bernard turns to face Tom. `` So it's come to my attention that you've been using Form-275 for processing shipping requests.'' 
 
 Bernard stares blankly and nods. `` Yes?'' 
 
 `` We actually do n't use Form 275 for processing shipping requests. Form 275 is for shipping confirmations. Form 275-a is for processing shipping requests.'' 
 
 `` I've always used form 275. Is this a recent change?'' 
 
 `` We've always used form 275-a for shipping requests. Nothing has changed.'' 
 
 Bernard squints in confusion and tilts his head slightly. `` I've worked here for the past ten years and I've always used form 275. I've never heard of form 275-A'' 
 
 Tom sighs. `` That has always been the policy. Are we going to have a problem?'' 
 
 Bernard breathes in deeply then exhales. `` No. There's no problem. I'll use 275-A from now on.'' 
 
 Tom smiles. `` Good. And just so you know your shoes are n't appropriate for work so you'll need to wear different ones.'' 
 
 Bernard looks down at his shoes then returns his gaze to Tom, raising his eyesbrows. `` What's wrong with them? They're dress shoes.'' 
 
 Tom lowers his head condescendingly. `` They're loafers. We ca n't have people wearing shoes that could slip off. They're a safety issue.'' 
 
 `` I've been wearing them for the past two years and no one has said anything to me.'' 
 
 `` Look, I do n't have time to debate this with you. Wear the appropriate shoes or do n't, but they'll be consequences if you continue to wear loafers. ``, Tom says before walking away. 
 
 Bernard pulls out a notebook from his desk drawer and writes down his interaction with Tom. Yesterday, one of his other supervisors told him that his posture was horrible and that he needs to be sitting straight up at all times while working. The day before that the head of his department said that black ties are for funerals and that he should n't be wearing them to work. 
 
 Bernard looks at his watch. It's almost time for him to clock out. Finally, he'll be free. 
 
 But he's still coming in to work tomorrow.
