MY BOSS!!!

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Xoxoxoxox

The sounds coming from the next room was excruciating…literally.
I had being awake for the past 2 hours being disturbed out of my sleep…because those two wouldnt just stop hitting it so hard threatening the wall …

I have a sad feeling it wouldnt bear it for much longer…The springs of the bed was crying out in squeaky – squeaky sounds…The stomping sounds almost sounded like large drums beaten in the arena for music festives. ..not like they are in any competition….so they could atleast take it down a notch…

But Hell No!!!

. ..and the wall was so thin I could literally hear every moan…groan…obscene words spoken in  between and the kpas kpas sounds…of hands slapping butt or skin to skin…I couldnt tell…and the Aahhs  and Yeahs! !

Can they be any less porn-ish???

Damn!!
I wouldn’t get much sleep with this..and the worst part of it…
there ain’t no light. ..so you can imagine my frustration.

I would’ve blasted some music or something. I resigned to my fate..and stayed awake..trying to block my ears which ofcos wasn’t even close to helping…when you thought they were done..in another five they were up and at it again.

Wtf???..
“Did he get high on some sex steroids. ..Damn. ..??…”

I couldn’t begin to imagine the look of that whole area when he is done…

“some rubber band on some loose flakes..jezz!!!

I shrugged.
It took another 2 hours and I finally heard the snores.

I sighed in relief.
“Thank you Lord”

I was spent..beat and all of that shit.
I summoned sleep. .and ofcos it did shagara and came in thirty minutes…and when I thought I was happy in my dreamland basking in the sun in Bahamas. .sipping on a wine…having my shoulders massaged by soft hands..eyes closed and head thrown back…feeling that hand work its way down…down…

“Aahh Heaven”!!!!

I got a rude wakeup call…my alarm went off…I wanted to cry.
It was 6am..If I didnt get off this bed..I would be late for work..and God knows I didnt want to be on Mis stacy’s bad side.

Miss Stacy. .My Boss.
I think it should be included in the English dictionary.
“Miss Stacy…….means bitter…wicked..no emotion…ruthless person…that has no human sympathy of any sort….”

And everyone who is anyone…stays clear of her path unless you want to get burned.
She don’t smile like she did…”frown botox”…on her face to keep it fixated.
She never says anything nice nor does she appreciate  nor congratulates ones effort.
You can work your ass off to death and she wouldn’t even blink.

“What a drag”!!
“I wonder what’s up her ass anyways”

I rolled off my bed..dragged my self to the toilet..yawning because I was so darn tired and wish I could just screw everything and dive my bed again.

“Fuck you neighbours! !!” I muttered Inbetween yawns.

I turned the shower on and allowed the cold water simmer through my body…I washed up fast..toweled off..tying it to my waist…I took my brush and brushed too.

When I was done with that…I left the toilet..flinging the towel on the door..on a seconds thought…I went back..and hung it neatly on the rail…

“Yes my mama told me to be neat always…”…I muttered to myself and smiled.

I checked my time it was 6:20….

“Damn mate….you getting slow”… I chuckled…
“Not to worry…be outta here in like 5”

…I was dressed and out of the house in fifteen.
“Shit!!”
…was all I could mutter to myself as I flanked down a cab…gave him directions and jumped in…

It took about another 20 minutes with this darn traffic before I could get to the office..
I strolled in a little over 7:10… praying to all the gods above and in space…

“Please let the witch not be in already…Please please dear lord…”

“I promise I’ll go to church everyday including Sundays. ..and give sister tania a hug…she smells so good.. “..

I did the cross and kissed my fingers…
“Amen!!”..

I hailed a few of my office buds coming in….gals and dudes alike…some already seated and head thrown in for the day’s business…

Victoria looked up from her book…across the hall…and mouthed…
“What happened ?…
Indicating her watch on her wrist.

I mouthed back…a little more audible…

“traffic had balls…the size of melons…”i gestured….using my hands to indicate how large…..
“i could hardly see pass the huge things…”…

She laughed…so as a few others who heard…
I smiled.
What can i say…i was smooth like that..

I went over to my desk. .pulled out my chair and sat down…there were already a bunch of files on my desk…

“Clients”!!
“More clients”
“New projects….targets….
“Nothing about raise…..
I sighed….Sometimes the dreadful expectation…

“Life sucks!!!…

I thought I was due for a raise.
In fact I have been due for a raise for the past 5 months.
Been working in these firm 3 long years…
Closed cases and made huge scores for the bank…

Last year we won an award for the best outstanding firm in the district.. finally got our own name embroidered and carved in gold letters on the door…reading..

“CARSONS AND FOX FIRM “….The best law firm in the country.. with the two top best legendary lawyers spearheading the firm as partners….Harvard Legends…Over a 100 cases won and little to zero losses.

Got graduates flocking in to just get in ..even as an intern…The competition was high.

I made staff after a year…
Shit… that was a tasking year.
We started with about 50 interns…and only 15 slots….The bloodshed was massive…The competition was deafening…The exams…tests….cases…it was more than being first class in your university…all that goes to shits here…

They take everything into cognisance.
Your wit. Your appearance.
Your poise…how persuasive you are..how convincing. ..how suave…
It’s a constant fight of you…your client..and how you have to bring every case home…its a win or lose…and this firm is all about winning…

Being a lawyer..is much more than wearing a suit and playing case…
Being a lawyer you have to be aggressive…Sometimes. .even ruthless…your counterpart though your friend, is your enemy when you are defending people on opposite sides.

You play dirty..you play mean. .and everyone is innocent. ..even if your client is the devil himself…for him …and the court the house in other to take home that case…dude…you have got to make him the angel…

You have to learn to make the lie the truth and the truth a lie…everything is black and white until you say otherwise.
Gosh I always loved the thrill of seeing lawyers outbest and outsmart people. Those lawyer movies got me inspired.
Reading John Grisham…I knew I wanted to be a lawyer too…

Defend the weak. .break the rich….turn everything into gold…

Lawyers are a special brand of superheroes. …one day people would believe that.

I sigh. Coming back to earth…
Despite all the hassles. ..they dont show us love..

“Such life…..

“but…we all gat to do what we gat To do to survive ainnit? I said…reminiscing

“Richard!!!!”….

Damn it felt as though the ground shook..
Everyone froze….and all eyes were on me…

“Richard…get in here now!!!

“Fuck!!!”
…was all i could muster.
As I got up from my seat…I said my last prayers…

As I passed a few of my colleagues either gave the …

“Lord is your strenght sign” or
“Take One for the team”
Or
“Be strong …..take it like a man”
Some others literally said “ama say a prayer for you brother”….

Damn these people were not helping matters one bit.

My heart was beating in my chest as though I had ran a marathon race with fire up my ass or fireflies flexing with my testecles. …and playing disco with my balls…This shit just got real.

But ofcos I had to keep my face as though this shit don’t mean nothing but inside i was like….

“Dear lord…did I add that I wasnt going to stare at bee’s large titties no more…???”

‘I know you paying me back…”
“Am sorry…am so sorryyyyyyyyuu”…
I strolled to her door and knocked.

“Get in here and don’t be knocking on my door like no fool”…..she spat out…
I literally dodged it.

Xoxoxoo

I came out a 10 minutes later…as red as one pissed could get.

As usuall…she was a BITCH in all dimensions.

She had screamed about Mr David’s henshaws case…why nobody was doing a followup…despite having being told that the victim had cut of all communications with us and the police,
for fear of the blacklords in delane’s group who had threatened him if he showed his face in court to testify about the oil rig he rigged and displaced over 30 people including him of their home ..and gained over 40 million in the process…..

“we could win that case “..
she screamed…

“and if we don’t fish out Mr David. ..we all were going to suffer for a lost client…by providing two more.”

She didn’t give a Damn about the progress we made in settling quietly with Jack health care center over the contraceptive case that rendered a woman to lose her child when advised by her doctor who didnt run a proper check on her and gave her drugs that was harmful to her health and that of her baby…making her have a miscarriage…

they didn’t want it to go public because it would ruin their reputation and image and cause them to lose their licence…

We sued for damages and loss…made a whooping 20 million ….half of that ofcos went to the victim and her family.. we had a clean break with that.

She didn’t even congratulate. She asked..

“And so what???”….
“Close a hundred win cases without breaking a sweat then I might crack my lips upwards in a lopsided grin ….

“Now get out of my office and get me new clients.”

“Where is the presentation on the Anderson ‘ s case I asked you and your team to prepare ??

I was caught of guard…
“What presentation? ??…i asked myself…”hain see me don enter one chance. Oh!!..

I replied her..

“But ma’am …you didnt give us a deadline on when you wanted it…you asked us to take a look at it and come up with the best possible approach to tackle the pending issue affecting Anderson ‘ s and Sons company…

“Are you retarded??…she asked me.. cutting me off…I boiled.

“Are you expecting to be spoon fed like little chickens?

“Look”….she leaned forward…snarling…

“If I don’t have that presentation on my table by tomorrow morning …I will have your letter of resignation together with a few others….then you will go and tell them what a wuse you were for making them loose their jobs..”

“If you can’t handle being a team leader ama give it to someone less pussywipped and more ruthless and fitting for the task.”..

“Is that clear???”

“Yes ma’am”….I answered….my eyes shooting daggers…my hand folded….If I was wolverine…I would literally have iron claws tearing out of my knuckles right now and I would give her a design of her life.

I really don’t blame people for killing sometimes…people might push them too far and to the wall.
I slapped myself mentally.
Stop fucking around…take it like a man..you ain’t got no third leg for nothing..wriggle it. Flop it…and let it go. Ok now breath.

“Atta boy!”…I had regained some of my composure and I smiled…
She was saying…

“You see the target???…

“anyone I find slagging on their asses….should be ready to pack up and go home…This ain’t no place for mama boys and girls..I need dogs…and if you ain’t ready to bite. ..you have no place in my firm and most definitely not working under me…and now; get lost!!!! You cramping my space!!

“BITCH! !!

“What did you say??? She had asked with a raised eyebrow obviously heard me mutter something but wasn’t sure.

“I said yes Ma’am”.

She indicated with her finger to the door…”Get!!”.

I nodded. And left….stopping myself from banging the door hard and; with a “Fuck you stace”…in her face . How is that for an indication.

“GOSH!!”
“can this day get any worse?”

I walked back to my desk..all eyes on me…and they eventually gathered around wanting to know what’s up…

And I told them..

“As usuall….you guys should know…we got no appraisal for our kick ass win case. But no worries. …we badass…that’s coming from your team leader…yours trully …so thumbs up people…”

I looked around…they had sad faces and some people muttered under their breaths..i knew what and who they were bitching about so i pretended not to hear. There ain’t no harm for venting…I needed one myself.

“Cheer up folks…there is light at the end of the tunnel. ..Eventually… maybe not our tunnel.

“Anyways….we need to pull up everything we have on David Henshaws…Boss is threatening our asses with that one…

“And lastly….cancel all lunch and early leaves….we got a presentation to submit on her table by 7am…so call baes, hoochi mamas and boobookitty. …sugar daddies…hubbies…and old Joe. ..ya gonna be home late. We gat work to do”…”dimissed”..

This had everyone go in an uproar..some cursing..some flinging and others just sulking….I just had to pity them. I had no one waiting on me..I guess that’s a consolation on my part…but it still sucked.

Xoxoxo

We left the office a little over 10pm
..it was dark outside…safe for the street lights..and taxis..

Some small shops and supermarkets had closed.
We were famished..we flanked down taxis..got to the nearest buka we could find…and ate whatever they had left..said our goodbyes..and urged ourselves to be early to work…and kill it.

I got home by 11:30..
Tired as fuck.
I couldn’t even get past taking off my shoes…I threw my bag on the chair..carried out my laptop…and did a quick run down on the presentation. ..made sure everything was a go.

By 2am..I was gearing up to kick into dreamland….
I wondered what woke me up ….
I was startled..someone screamed…I sat up immediately heart caught in my chest…
I listened….
It dawn on me….

“Hit me baby…. hit me again…hard…ya know mummy likes it hard”….
*whamp*!!!*….she squealed in excitement….The humping continued. ..harder and faster….

“Oh jesus” I muttered holding my head in my hands….
“This is wrong in all dimensions “…

I hit the wall and screamed….
“Keep it down !!!”..

“Yo….fuck off! !” Was the hit back and reply.
It only made them go louder and harder.

You know when you watch a movie of people making out and a guy gets a boner?
Well… this was a complete turn off for me….I felt disgusted.
I buried my head with the two pillows and counted from one thousand down…

I woke up to the buzzing sound of my alarm.
“Fuck!!…it was 6:35.

I must have summoned up my magic genie …I was out of there in like 10 minutes. …
i locked my door and …just before turning away… the door next to mine opend up….my sex neighbours…

The cleaning lady had come up to pick up their laundry…
From the opened door…i took a quick peep…

I was shocked.
The man was massive…like those heavy weighters…face equally strong and veins popped out in all visible areas..

He had his briefs a little below viewing area….the massive hairs wasnt a thing for the sour eyes…only huge clippers could do justice to that forest..
He had his hands in there….scratching his balls…furiously. ..

The lady…when she came out to pay the cleaning woman…i pretended as though I was still locking my door…she had the Dolly Parton ‘ s look with the full bloated lips…she wasn’t less than 51…..she had a skimpy dress on…smeared makeup from the previous night and her breath smelled of alcohol and sour grapes…throw in a little rotten fish of two nights ago…

I almost gagged when she replied my goodmorning.

That old and still allowing bulldog there slam you two ways sideways…i felt sick.

The dude came out having heard her reply a greet…
I needed to ball…i had seen enough..maybe she had less when she was younger…but bulldog here will send her to an early grave…spoilong the fun for we youngsters…

It was supposed to be beautiful and sexy…not old and wriggled…and buldozer here hitting it like he was on some marathon race…trying to get the big win. I felt scarred mehn.

I pulled the key out of the door knob and turned. The dude had stepped out …The cleaning lady had gone..having paid her.

I was staring face to face with bulldog…or harry as she called him.

“Er hello”…i muttered nervously. One punch from this guy I could find my face smashed and unrecognisable…i hoped he didn’t remember my retort of last night.

“Hi am harry”…He had this soft tiny voice compared to his body..i almost laughed…
“You are the lawyer?”…”Maybe when you come back we can talk about a case I have been planning to pursue going on three months back”….
“Babe here tells me…you work for a good firm?…

He had his hand outstretched. …i Vividly remembered his hands…in his briefs…literally scratching on them balls…and God knows where else that has had been into…I didnt want to even imagine..and I definitely didnt want to take my chances…

Besides. ..babe?
Babe??
That’s some old woman who for shits sake could be ya grandma and you calling her babe.
This world is messed up.
The size of your Johnson should have given her a heart attack…and you been pounding on that for nights unending….
I shook my head.

And besides…who gave her any info about me…i don’t even know a darn thing about her…..

I stopped. Ofcos..
MR T downstairs …He talks alot and he knows alot about everybody and talks about everybody to anybody who wanted to listen. Obviously him.

I looked at the outstretched hand. No way I was shaking that…i already lost five minutes standing here…

I quickly faked that my laptop bag was falling and struggled to catch it hitting his hand away and muttered a “sorry”..

“Yea yes I am.”…
“Am Richard “…
“I tell you what …..
“maybe we can fix a meet…gat to rush of to a meeting right now and am late as it is….
“Nice to meet you”

…i said rushing off….not waiting to hear hia reply nor see how constrited his face was as though he was going to squash me like mash potatoes..no need to hang around to find out…so i ran…taking the stairs two at a time..running to the junction…flanked the first cab…and jumped in…telling him the directions and would pay him more if he knew any short cuts to my destination and sped far away from home.

Thankful no traffic…

7:05…Thankful atleast….better than a whooping 7:30…. I got chewed the last time and got penalised for it too…
I need to up my game.

By 8 am. ..The conference room was filled…The partners and their subordinates with their team.
I had gathered my team and did a brief run down. I had dropped a copy of the presentation at her table as soon as I got in. She was already with the Partners on a closed door meeting….

I wonder how she does it…coming in so early.

The point to this was…
The team with the best presentation gets the case..If the partners liked it enough and believed it would solidify the case..all things being equal having covered all facts…its a go.

Each team was given an hour thirty minutes and we were six teams in total..comprising of 25 to 23 lawyers max…
We build the case…set up a court..and address it…a partner was to judge..another heads the jury team…and the rest fall into the observants. …their best man picked among them plays the lawyer…another plays the victim….then another the culprit and the defendant.

This was to show just how good their defence was…how good a case they can build and how well they could bring up facts…prove it…and win a case…with little damage.

So team after team…it when on…we had about 30 minutes break…and we were at it again.

We were up next. And ofcos…my team picked me to spearhead. I was prepared so…it begun.

Xoxoxo….

Three hours later…it was ended.
We all went back to our departments…awaiting the result and which team was to lead in this case.

Mis Stacy had gone to her office…came back out and screamed on everybody worth screaming.

She bite mike’s head off…
She told him he looked slacked in the conference room….was he the only married man in the firm with kids.
If he was having marriage trouble he should stay home and forget about working let the wife handle the business. He turned red.

The woman didnt even care that we worked our ass off last night…and we killed it in there….atleast I think we did. She couldnt even give us an encouraging tap on the back.
Pure evil I tell you.

She had everyone running around the place..some girls weeping…men gritting their teeths…Mrs becky quit last month..saying she; coudnt take her running her down like she was a piece of dirt. I felt sorry for her…I wish I could help.
This was Miss stacy’s domain. ..whatever she says flies…and nobody could do fuck about it.

I sighed.
Let this day end already.

Rick tapped me at the back..After she stormed back into her office …shouting at silva-thomson to get her files from the alchive room…

“That’s some bitter woman right there”…He said…drinking from his cup of coffee. ..
“Hmmmhumm”…I muttered.

“I wonder if her husband can stand her…..which man could??… Victoria had joined in…bringing me a sandwich and a bottle of coke….

“Thanks sweat heart! “…. I said to Victoria. ..collecting it from her..tearing the bag open and mulching it…it felt yum.

“She is not married you know…”….someone said behind us…I turned. …I noticed they had formed a little circle around me…
I laughed. Gossips. They flock in like flies gathering around faeces.

“Oh really now”!…This was Cynthia. ..The book geek and weird glasses girl…I liked her look. Something sexy about it.

“Yup”…..”never been married. Don’t think she is gay..she looks too mean to be gay. But she looks too worse for any man to find attractive “….

The guys laughed. I was just listening.; It was our lunch break anyways…so let them talk. I relaxed and enjoyed their talks.i wasn’t much of a talker myself.

“I bet she likes older men….and her crush would be old Joe right by the corner at dinner ‘ s cafe…” Peter joined in…referring to an old bloke who stayed at diner’s cafe crushing on any thing in a skirt…..The old horny calf he was sometimes called.

We all laughed. It was silly. But I had to wonder…

“Has she always been like this??…. Victoria took it out of my mouth.

“Well…”…this was mattew ..He had been here abit longer than us…so he should know.

He was still talking….

“At some point she wasnt like this…she was normal…you know….But one day she came to the office and she became like this…wicked, looked old and bitter…”

“Later I heard her man friend had cheated on her with her secretary.
She fired the girl the next day…and kicked his ass to the curb….she has been on a hate scheme since then…Both lads and gals…

“You know…she ain’t even up to 30.”

That got everyone ohhh and aaahhhing.
I was surprised…literally shocked. She acted 40 and behaved like she was our grandma…she was stuck up alright..I could imagine. But still didnt give her a pass to bitch on us because of what happened to her.
That was personal.This was work and our carear.

They were still talking and as soon as she opened her door and went …
“Whats so interesting got ya all hooded up talking about??
“Someone wants to run it by me…hmmm???
“I ain’t paying ya’all to stand around doing nothing while I close in on clients. ..now get back to work…

Everyone dispersed and disappeared to their desk in one second…I turned mine to face my desk…
“Fox!!!”I muttered…

An hour later….we were all called in and gathered in the conference room.

Appraisals were made. A few congratulatory notes was given. A few corrections here. ..assertion there…and the big win…went to…

Fingers were crossed….some even closed their eyes…
I rested my back to the wall..folding my hands and bent my head concentrating on nothing in particular..

Until someone tapped me once…twice…thrice…
“Richard?????”
“Rich? “”…

I looked up….
“What”….
I heard clapping and saw smiling faces…directed at me…and my team…they were hugging and back tapping each other…

Mr Carson indicated I come forward..
“That was a good one son…..haven’t seen such fire since my early days…”he said clasping my hand in a stiff handshake.

“This is the face of the next generation of “CARSONS AND FOX FIRM “he said laughing.

I was astonished. Did we do that good? Unbelievable. ..
Mr Fox Griffin nodded his approval…shaking me too.

They had our team come forward andcongratulated us in turn.
We were excited.

“On behalf of the firm…we give you the go ahead to spearhead this case…and people…. we expect you to bring it home with a clean win. You gave a convincing performance today…so when you go out there….
Touch on their emotion…give them a reason…let them see…just how these might be a good turnover for them..positively.
.
“The Andersons are paying us a huge sum just to help them win the case against Berkeleys. ….
It’s their right and their company…the usurper Berkeley can’t reap on where they do not sow…
Sell it well…sell it right. .and bring home the spoils..
You got just a month
..touch it up..
And you are good to go.”

“Congrats to the winning team.
Good jobs guys…The rest of you…all teams were great..keep it up. Love the fire in you…”.. Mr Fox Griffin said smiling revealing his dimples. .He was a fine old man..

“Where’s your department head?…He asked…looking around…”Oh there””
“Come on”

Mis Stacy came forward..A fixed smile on her face.

‘Couldn’t she be happy for us?”… I wondered appalled.
“This woman is heartless” I heard myself say.

I felt a jab to my ribcage….I looked…Peter said…
“Shush man!…someone might hear you…
“Other than us?”…three others said in unison. We laughed silently.

Mr Carson was saying…”Miss Stacy. ..you did a fine thing with these ones.
Beautiful.
Am sure you are proud of them…??
Congrats on your team.”

Applauses.

A few handshakes here and there…and we were dismissed.

I was going to take everyone out today. drinks on me.
I passed the word around.
They were happy.

It was a good day after all.

As usuall everyone expected as a normal departmental head should do…come and congrat us for doing a fine job …killing it was the word.

We literally had smiles on our faces coming out of the conference hall.
They gathered around me as I cheered them on for being a badass team to work with. Planning our night out. Afterall…today was Friday. ..it clicked.

We waited for her to come out and say a word or two. Afterall who wouldn’t be proud of us…even the devil himself would be.

She came out all right
..saw us gathered
stood looking at us for a second or two and walked towards us…

“What the hell is going on?…

We were still stupidly smiling.

“Wipe those smugs off your faces”…she snarled.

“Just because you got a few claps doesn’t mean you earn a pass in my book…”…
“Left to me that was a half ass poor performance only for show…don’t let it get into your heads like you have won the lottery.”

“My baby couzins can do better”… she gave a wicked laugh..

“Now get off your asses…get back to the drawing board..phones..files Ecetera and find me cases…or get out of my face..”….she retorted and walked off slamming a newspaper hard on the desk…

The shock on our faces…
Aaahhh such excruciating pain…
Literally….I was raging with anger…

“Who the fuck does she think she is…”.

I didnt realise I had equally started moving in an increased paced behind her…
I didnt see how their faces turned from stunned shock to horrified shock from the fact that…I was following behind her…angered.

I didnt hear when my name was called..urging me to stop from my fearful colleagues. I didnt feel the hands that’s tried to stop me a little to late…my eyes was on my boss..Miss Stacy. ..I just needed to get to her…she was my target of frustration…and all I could hear myself say was…

“How dare she be so ruthless…heartless and a bitch…ama teach her a lesson…fuck this. I don’t care any more”…..This was buzzing nonstop in my ear.

She kept on walking oblivious of the staring mob we were causing…
Oblivious of a raging fellow walking behind her..in purposeful steps…frustrated and angered….
Unstoppable…eyes blazing red…I could do anything at that moment..

She went into her office and banged the door after her.
I went in after her two seconds later and equally banged the door after me…The office shook.

I don’t know if it was due to the banging of the door…or from the fear of the unknown behind closed doors..

Later I would imagine what went on in the other room full of my colleagues..

At first they would stand shocked to their feets…eyes clued to the door…their hearts in their hands…shaking…and their thoughts would be..

“Wtf Wtf Wtf Wtf! !!”.. like a million times…
And a little bit of. ..

“He gonna get fired ….Wtf! !”
“What should we do Wtf! !”
‘Oh fuck fuck fuckity-fuckshit”…

And some of…
“He looks as though he gonna hit her..”
“Should we call the police or alert the firm…?”……someone reaches for the phone while another pulls out the plug…

“Don’t be silly…He wouldnt hit her…..I mean he couldnt…He wouldn’t right?

“…even if that would be super awesome and we hope someone would give her even if it’s a little slap here and there to reset her head proper…He wouldn’t dare right. …she is his boss….right??…..someone would ask confused…

And together they would all rush to the office door trying to see if they could hear anything….
It was soundproof. ..

“Fuck!!’….in unison. ..
“You think she is dead?…someone would ask randomly….
“Possibly….”…another would say…

‘Oh gosh I can’t breath….what the hell is going on in there…???….I believe this would be Victoria. …she always cared a little too much about me…sad thing I never fancied her….she cute and all…but I liked my woman. …abit…powerful. ..and confident …able to hold down a forte.

They tried listening in…
It was dead silent except their breaths…heartbeats…and maybe a fart or two.

At about 30 minutes rolled by.

I opened the door….I stopped in my tracks…when I saw how they immediately dispersed acting as though they weren’t hovering round the door a second a go.

I closed the door behind me.
I walked ..head up. .straight to my desk… not looking at any of them even if I knew all eyes were on me…I didnt blink…
I pulled the chair out..sat Down…flicked on my laptop..opened a file…and Concentrated hard.

I prayed no one noticed my hands shaking under the file.

I figured they were scared…
Unsure …
Or indecisive of how to approach me and ask what’s on everyone’s mind…

“What the hell happened in there?…

In the corner of my eye I saw them move closer in twos…in threes and fours…and they were all closing in on me…I couldnt breath.

Just then…her door opened with a whooshing sound…
The way everyone sidestepped and sisetracked away from me…I must have thought the rapture had taken place because I turned immediately and they were all gone…in that same whooshing sound…

It was about 5:58pm… two minutes to closing time…
She walked out with her briefcase…not looking at anyone in particular…
Locked up..walked to the door…and paused…

“Good work guys….lock up and go home. You deserve the weekend off.”!!

And she walked out.

Oh I could picture their faces…
“Shock”
“Surpirse”
even “aghast”…

It was epic.

We closed up five minutes later. I purposely avoided their eyes…and dared anyone to aak me the question because I diverted on any topic relating to the boss…me and the office…on our way to the pub.

We got in…I paid for their drinks..cheered a little…gave them an inspiring tale of there is always light at the end of the tunnel..

“Richard…you really aren’t going to spill right. ..keeping us in the dark?….mattew dared bring everyone on rapt attention….

“All you need to know is….am still your team leader…and we gonna work ass to kill that Anderson case…now enjoy your evening I gat to ball.”…

That left them agape.

On my way out…Victoria cornered me..
“Is everything ok Richy?”…as she fondly calls me…she smoothers me alot…

“I will be depressed if you took a fall for all of us…
“You really shouldnt have gone in there…
“Are you leaving us..?
“What happened in there….?…she kept at it nonstop. .

“Hey relax vicky! !”….I said grabbing her hand…”Don’t be silly everything is ok…”
I squeezed her nose playfully.

“Promise??”….she asked doubtfully.

“I promise! !!…” I replied confidently…

I wore my jacket and put my hand on the door…to open it open…

“Really Richy”….she said with a laugh…

“Wtf happened in there…”?..

I had to smile…well…If I can’t tell anyone. ..I could atleast tell her….she woundnt stop…

“Well….”….I said scratching my head….
“I kissed her”…

Her shocked expression was epic…

I walked out of the pub …smiling.

“Damn!!…I knew I still got that effect on people.”

“What can I say…?…
“I was smooth like that!!”..

I chuckled and went into the dark..

It felt like a good day.

My phone rang…
I looked at the caller…

You could guess who it was.

I smiled again.

Xoxoxo xo. …

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