'My Hands Be Really Trembling': I Woke up to My Boss Standing at the Foot of My Bed

After calling out sick due to a stomach bug, this woman never anticipated her boss would take matters into his own hands. She shared the gripping story on her TikTok, and viewers could not believe a boss would break into a home to drive a person to work.

When you call in sick at work, the last thing you expect is to see your boss’ face when you open your eyes in the morning. This TikToker recounted how this happened to her.

The woman, with the username @mishyymbabyy, said she used to work in a restaurant. One day she woke up feeling terrible from a stomach bug and decided to call in sick to recover and avoid impacting anyone at the restaurant.

She lived with her roommate and had informed him about how she felt. Her boss sounded understanding on the phone, so she did not expect her day to take the dramatic turn it did.

The TikToker explained her living situation, stating that her roommate lived downstairs while she had a room upstairs. He loved to start the morning by playing guitar in the house, but since she was not feeling well, he took it outside. He left the door unlocked since he would not be far.

The woman's boss arrived while the roommate was sitting in the grass, playing his guitar. According to the TikToker, her boss told her he knocked and let himself in after he found the door unlocked. To check if anyone was home, he said he called out the TikToker's name several times, which she did not believe.

Regardless, the boss went upstairs and started waving his hands in front of the woman's face, asking her to wake up. He said he thought the TikToker did not want to drive to work, so he decided it might be best if he picked her up.

At first, the woman thought she was having a really bad lucid dream and woke up in complete shock. “What are you doing?” she shouted. “This is not okay. You are not allowed to come into my room. Get out!” she added.

The woman emphasized that she was not coming to work, and the boss eventually left. On the other hand, the roommate admitted that he had seen the boss drive in but did not think much of it, assuming it was someone she had invited over. "I'm forever haunted by this interaction," she wrote.

A few weeks after the incident, the woman was laid off. Many events had transpired leading up to the day she was officially fired. The TikToker had broken up with her boyfriend, who was harassing her and calling the restaurant.

The day she got laid off, her ex-boyfriend “egged” the restaurant, thinking it would be amusing for her to come to work and clean it all up. However, her boss did not believe it was her ex-boyfriend's doing and blamed her for the entire incident.

Despite how the job ended, the woman could not believe she had lived the nightmare of having her boss drive up to her house and wake her up to go to work. This story might have seemed shocking, but the comment section revealed that it was an experience many people had encountered, yet it was still unbelievable to many.

One commenter shared a similar incident where their boss demanded they go to work and refused to leave until they got into the car. Another viewer mentioned she was one of the most relied-on employees who rarely called in sick, but the day she did, her boss lost it and told her she could never miss work.

Another netizen thought having her boss send three people to knock on her window was extreme, but the TikToker’s situation was worse. While many shared their similar experiences, some could not comprehend what the boss did.

“I am so sorry this happened. I don’t think I’d ever sleep peacefully again,” one said, while another exclaimed, “This is a nightmare. He came into your safe space...ugh! I am so upset for you.” Some said they thought people entering others’ homes uninvited was something that only happened in movies.

Continue reading or click here to read this intriguing story about a parent who got arrested because of her boss.

You know how sometimes you think that you'd be valuable to the company because you worked in a place for a decade?

Yeah. No.

That didn't happen to me.

Let me tell you everything.

I've been working for a company for ten years. Straight out of college, I joined as a marketing intern and then worked my way up the corporate ladder — the pay increasing at an exceptionally slow rate.

One day, my five-year-old son, Kenny, became very sick. His fever was through the roof, and he kept vomiting. That would upset any mom, right?

There was no way that I could leave him at home with a babysitter. I needed to be there, watching him, and ready to take him to the doctor if the time came.

So, I decided to call my boss and tell him the truth. I also hadn't used my leave for the year, so I knew it couldn't be an issue.

I left my son in his bed and walked away.

"Hi, Mr. Williams," I said when he answered on the first ring. "My son is sick, and I need to be with him. I'm going to take the week off to care for him. I haven't used any of my leave yet."

There was silence for a moment before he exploded.

"Are you serious, Annie?" he shouted. "We have our annual general meeting in two days, and you're abandoning me now? You know I need the marketing reports."

"I'm sorry, Sir," I said. "But I just can't come in. And the reports are done. I emailed them to you yesterday morning."

He didn't bother to reply — instead, he hung up.

I didn't overthink it because my boss was a hot-headed man who tended to be impulsive and rude.

Then, I made some soup for Kenny, putting all my energy into my child.

A week later, when Kenny had recovered and was also back to school, I walked into my office.

My boss was seated in my chair and began clapping his hands slowly, and an eerie smile plastered onto his face.

"Annie," he said. "Welcome back. I have a surprise for you."

Before I could even react, a uniformed officer entered the room, handcuffs at the ready.

"Annie Mills," he barked. "You have the right to remain silent..."

He continued to read my rights while my heart raced and my body felt limp.

"What is going on?" I gasped, suddenly unable to breathe.

"Annie, it has come to my attention that you don't have a son. And now, you're going to be punished. Well played, Annie, but you got caught in your lies."

My mind raced, trying to make sense of the situation. I had no idea what my boss was talking about. Of course I had a son. I was a single mother because my son's father had left the moment he heard that we were pregnant.

While I was being escorted out of the office, I couldn't help but wonder when things had gone so wrong.

I sat in the police car, anxiously pinching my wrist to make sure that I was awake.

When we got to the station, I was refused my phone call — the officer continued giving me horrible glares.

The officer threw me into a holding cell that smelt damp, the mold dark on the walls. I didn't know what to do. If I was refused a call, how would anyone know I was here? My neighbor would keep Kenny after school until I got home. But other than that, Kenny only had me.

After what felt like hours, another officer walked past the holding cell.

"Please," I said, running up to the bars. "I need to make my phone call."

She agreed and led me to the pay phone. I phoned my best friend, Mia. She was an attorney, and I knew I couldn't afford her services, but she was the only person I had.

"Mia," I said quickly, not knowing how much time I had. "I've been arrested. I need you."

Mia came to the station, and they allowed her to see me immediately.

Now, the plot thickens.

Mia took my case without hesitation.

"There's something shady going on here," she said.

She spoke to a few of the officers – needless to say, a few voices were raised.

Eventually, she got me out and I went home to Kenny. Then, she did some digging.

It turns out that Mr. Williams orchestrated everything. He had paid off the officer to arrest me. See, according to our company contracts, if an employee is arrested, suspected, or involved in any criminal activity, the contract is to be terminated, and the company would take whatever money was outstanding.

In my case, it was my salary yet to be paid.

"Are you sure?" I asked Mia when she came over, and she told me everything. Including emails from Mr. Williams to the police officer.

"Yes," she said, helping herself to dinner. "It's all a done deal now. Prison will be his home for the foreseeable future."

I smiled.

This woman selflessly saved me from prison without taking a cent from me. And I know that Kenny and I will forever be indebted to her.

The company, trying to save face and a lawsuit, gave me $40,000 as moral compensation and good faith, claiming that Mr. Williams acted alone.

I was only in a holding cell for a few hours, but it was more than enough to scare me. I'm grateful for Mia and her faith in the justice system because I would still be waiting for some form of explanation and justice without that.

Now, I'm working with Mia, taking care of her firm's marketing needs and PR whenever called for. It's a stable job, and I feel safe. Most importantly, I can provide for my son without worrying about who I work for.