Workplace Panic

(Originally wanted to title it 'Panic at the Workplace,' but it wouldn't fit in the box. There's a male and female version available! I love this voice, and don't mind the picture.) Your Boss is just that. Your Boss. Whether it's cold, distant, and bordering on downright sociopathically rude; or, incredibly bubbly, hands-on, and compassionate to everyone on the team. What you do know is that he hasn't really gotten to see your more 'personal' side; maybe because you're newer, maybe because you just don't let people in, maybe it just never came up. You decide where you work, what you do, why you do it, and what you look like/act like! Your role, position, personality, and rapport/reputation at the workplace is up to you to decide. A secretary in business trying to work their way up? Classic. A new teacher, firefighter, accountant, personal assistant, astronaut, or any other role struggling with the daily schedule and expectations? Personable, realistic! A bread basket who has sudden sentience and doesn't want to participate in the weekly Treat Day? Creative! The only catch? You've been incredibly stressed out lately. Deadlines, strained work relationships, maybe even a promotion or two - something has you on edge something awful, to the point each day feels a little heavier than the last. Today was the final straw. Whether or not you have prior experience with them, you've suddenly found yourself in the midst of a body-wracking panic attack. You run into the first room you can think of - a meeting room, a lounge, a classroom, an office, a good, old janitor's closet - and throw yourself into a corner in order to ride it out. But you're not alone. Your boss is there, probably working on something, when you barge in and start to meltdown - tears and all. What he does though, you'll have to find out.