JUST PERFECT
755 Words
As I arrived at my destination. It was a huge establishment with glass doors.I was greeted by a busy environment, it had fine clean Smooth floors and a well decorated ceiling. Everyone was so busy and I found it difficult to find the interviewer all I saw was people moving up and down.
I struggled through the crowed then I slipped into a corner to catch my breath, yeah I'm claustrophobic,
just then I found a line, a long line and it seemed like what I was looking for so I joined.
A after a long while of waiting, it finally got to my turn "finally" I whispered. A look of confusion set on my face as I saw how lost in thought the interviewer was. It was quite weird how he starred t my face, snap!!! snap!!!
"dude what are you staring at" I said.
He snapped back to reality as he said sorry.
He ran through my papers and without a question he simply said "grab your stuff over there"
He ordered a man just few steps away to come over. He was well suited like a manager "show her the office and don't forget to do the casual"
the crowd behind murmured "hey that's unfair"
he hadn't done that for anyone before so perhaps they saw it as illegal.
I packed my stuffs and followed immediately.
He was quite tall, blonde but never gave a welcoming smile.
Let's start with a name, I'm Charles, Charles Austin.
ummm I'm Brianna Claire , I said
He turned to me unexpectedly, I froze,
the rules are simple,
no squabbles
no mumbles
diligence needed
laziness not tolerated
no dates while on duty
oh and most importantly NO FLIRTING
He said in one breath as he turned and continued walking
I was lost
hey, I said walking quickly after him
what do you mean no "flirting"
do I look like a flirtatious person,
I said looking very offended, although I wasn't, I just hate being called a flirt by strange people.
He halted, turned to me and gave a sharp smile, leaned forward, held my chin like I was a child
You eyes are enough to tell me who you are darling
I slapped his hand off me and tried as much as I could to look annoyed even when I wasn't.
I had forced a it's-all-right-look cause I didn't want to lose my job on the first day for being mean to my "Boss".
After walking shortly we arrived to a door quite old fashioned but made with modern materials. It was a perfect blend.
He opened the door which led to another department.
Like, how could such a small door lead to such a big compartment.
Charles spoke once more not facing me
This is my family, welcome to surmount filing and dialing department.
He ran his fingers across a printer and said
these are my babies and I won't tolerate any misconduct around them.
He pointed out a seat near an already set up table, quite at the edge of the building, the area was well furnished and equipped, but instead of three in a compartment, I was the only one apart from a girl who wore something similar to my clothes but hers looks more exposive.
why isn't she the one called flirtatious.
she seemed quiet just doing her job perfectly.
Charles gave a gesture and I started moving towards the place he pointed.
As I moved towards her, I felt all eyes on me.
deep breaths you can do this, it's just one girl, we'll get along some how.
She was blonde, I couldn't help but recognize her thick black eyes which captured eyes effortlessly due to her hair.
I felt annoyed seeing her dress shorter than mine, although it fitted her.
Her top had it's first three buttons loose, her dressing was accompanied by high black shoes which glimmered showing how expensive it could be.
Honestly, inside I feared I would be dealing with a slay queen but nope, that's an atom from the ice berg, an understatement.
I placed my stuffs on the table just how hers were placed.
the job looked easy but I could see the exhaustion on her face.
why is she looking so stressed out
all she did was typing papers,
sorting them
storing some and placing some on the delivery list to other departments.
okay, i said rubbing my palms cause I feel it, oh this is going to be fun, I just know it.
- Writer
