Thumbing through the file on his desk, Mitch frowned. The piece of paperwork he was looking for had to be around here somewhere. And the last place he had checked, it had been in the file he was still going through. Growling in frustration, he pulled all of the paperwork out and started going through it piece by piece. As he set the last piece back in the folder, he buried his face in his hands.
He needed that paper. It was the registration for the new restaurant opening up just down the road. The owner was coming in later today to meet with him. They were going to discuss what food they’d be serving, the cost, how many people would be employed, etc. And if he didn’t have that piece of paperwork, signed, the owner wouldn’t be able to open on time.
Leaning back in his chair, he stared u
