Ethan James Gregory
The beeping of the machines coming from my desktop, laptop, and the printer near me filled my irritated ears as I kept on tapping my fingers impatiently on the wooden table.
“Can’t you just check if we still have those papers over there?” I listened to what my worker said so I just shook my head, “You know I’m still studying, I can’t be free until I graduated here” I was massaging my forehead while saying this.
“Send me the contract via email, I’ll freaking check it myself…” I paused hearing my secretary mumblings things I don’t understand, “You’re my secretary, just do your freaking job to inform me” I ended the call before sitting depressingly on my chair.
I’m currently staying at the company my dad build near my school in Manila, I’m sitting at the desk that thes
