Bad Day At Office

A Bad Day At Office

I walked slowly towards her while she stood there with her long shinny hair swaying in the chill breeze of winter. I knew she was the one, i approached her and she gave me a sweet refreshing smile. She tried to speak to me but her voice sounded like an alarm tone. Yeah, it was my alarm which woke me up from the best dream of my life. I was all cranked up. I reckon everybody is cranked on all monday mornings.

It was 8:30 am already as i couldn't stop thinking about her in the bed.After letting out a yawn and rubbing my eyes, I got up quickly and tried to make up for the time that i lost because of her. Stumbling upon furnitures and slipping in the bath tub i finally got ready and walked down to the street. I started to augment my pace a little as i was 30 minutes late for the office.

"What the hell is wrong with you, late again for some silly reasons?"

I had to eleminate my excuse of that dream because my boss had already accused me of telling silly reasons. I couldn't think of any new excuse urgently so i decided to just keep my mouth shut.

"Why are you late?" Asked my boss angrily.

"Can you guarantee me that if i tell my excuse you won't label it as silly?" I asked innocently.

"I am fed up of you, please start with your work and shove your excuse up your rear area". Replied my boss, in a disgusted manner.

It was the worst possible start of the day for me and i thought it can't get any more worse. I was proved wrong when my sleeves got sticked to spilled jam on my desk.

"Now who on earth spilled rotten disgusting jam on my desk" i stouted.

Everyone gave me a bad look in the hall as if i had said something senseless. Well it was somewhat senseless because how could my colleagues know who was the culprit.

My boss bursted out of his room and asked me to pay him a brief visit. I got nervous for obvious reasons and slowly but gradually arrived at the door step of my boss' room.

"You can come in now" boss urged calmly.

As i walked in, i saw a beautiful lady sitting at the couch adjacent to me. To make things seem normal i sat at one of those black bulky couches and waited for my boss to start the conversation.

"Firstly, you have not been so progressive and productive in the office. Secondly, you arrive late almost everyday. Conclusively, you come in the office and start to shout around for no major legitimate reasons".

Before i could justify myself the peon came in and asked my villain to attend an urgent guest waiting for him outside. Upon hearing this my boss rushed out of the room leaving me alone with that doll like lady.

I had not focused much on her face as i was still stuck on her flawless body. I didn't notice she was staring me while i was checking her out. As i suddenly made eye contact with her, i got nervous and confused at the same time. Out of this reaction i accidently dropped the mug of coffee in my hand on the furry clean carpet under my feet.

"I- I am extremely sorry for making this catastrophe practically possible". I cried out of confusion.

"It's okay to drop a mug upon witnessing someone like me" she replied in a seducing way.

Now that i had seen her face, a thought crossed my mind that i had seen her somewhere before too. After brainstorming a little i finally remembered our previous meeting. I had seen her in my dream that morning whom i tried to approach but failed because of some stupid.

Meeting someone from a dream multiplied my confusion a 100 times. I moved over to her couch and sat beside her to clear this delusional mess.

"How did i see you in my dream this morning or perhaps you are her doppleganger"? I asked anxiously.

"Who the hell are you talking to i***t"? My boss shouted from behind.

"Sorry sir, i..i..i was just introducing myself to your guest here" i replied nervously.

"What guest, there is no one in this room for god's sake please act normal" he replied

I again turned back to look at her but she was gone. All i saw was an empty couch seat beside me. I knew it was impossible to explain all this to him. Either he would think of me as a fool or will certainly kick me out. To ease the cringe i tried to act sick and started to grab my head as if i was

suffering from any mental illness.

"YOU ARE FIRED"!!! You need to see a doctor ASAP and when you are fully fit and fine please go to the rooftop and jump off the edge to reduce the idiots' count on our planet pittyful planet" he quoted without a pause.

He was crystal clear with his statement and had conveyed the message straightforwardly. I was sure it was over and this anarchy could not be cooled down. I had nothing to lose now. In the heat of the moment and out of frustration i picked the coffee mug off the carpet and struck him right in the eye. He moaned and cried as i ran across him to grab my belongings from my desk. I heard a thud as i was about to leave the office and i was pretty sure i was in trouble.

I slammed the door on my shouting colleagues and sprinted back to my apartment. That was the worst day of my office life. I have not worked in a office since then, instead i have set up my own business to avoid having a boss.