Chris sat in his office two days later, more frustrated than he thought possible. He couldn’t seem to find anything.
Tara, his assistant—former assistant—was always able to find whatever he needed quickly, but for some reason nothing was where he thought it should be. He had to get payroll done today, and it took him three hours before he finally found it.
formerHe’d offered to get a babysitter for Terry’s wife if she could come in for a few days, but their kids were sick, and she didn’t feel comfortable leaving them. Chris understood, but it didn’t help his situation. There was filing to be done, mail to sort through, messages to return, and the list was growing.
Terry did manage to get the drywall delivered this morning, so that was a move in the right direction. His foreman had even
