I stood at the parking lot of Primeworks Publishing building with arms crossed in front of my chest and shoes tapping impatiently.
"Wala pa rin Kuya Max si Mr. Lorenzo?" I asked the company driver who then looked at his watch and shook his head.
"Wala pa rin po Ma'am. Alam po kaya niyang alas-kuwarto ang alis?"
I asked the same question at the HR Department yesterday and they assured me that he's well informed kahit ilang araw itong naka-leave.
"Ang sabi po ng HR alam niya," I responded.
Our driver didn't look worried kahit late na si Tristan.
"Huwag kang mag-alala ma'am, maaasahan po iyong si Sir Matt, darating po iyon," he comforted me, sounding a lot like my sister.
"Kaso forty minutes na siyang late. Cause of delay na siya," I couldn't help saying.
"May isang salita po iyon.
