Warren sat there in the office at his dock, robotically writing down information on the paperwork that he needed to fill out for the days' shipping schedule. So much being on his mind, he didn’t really have his mind on his paperwork in the first place.
“Hey, boss.” An employee knocked on his open door to alert Warren to his presence.
Warren had a late reaction to the young man; but when he finally realized that he was standing there at the door, he looked at him, a small smile upon his face, in a forced attempt to seem neutral.
“Yes, Jeff.” Warren finally answered.
“Sorry to bother you, boss,” Jeff apologized. “Everything’s set up and all looks like it’s in order. So, I was wondering if it was alright for me to head home for the day. Unless you needed something else
