Waiting For The Other Shoe to Drop: Part Six-A
The day dragged by and I spent most of it looking over my
shoulder hoping to see Rich coming my way to cancel on me. Yes, I wanted him to
say what happened in my car was a mistake. I felt as if I was about jump off a
cliff into another bad decision.
But
what if this wasn’t a bad decision? I was horny and I needed a release. Sighing
as I spotted my boss charging my way, I couldn’t help but think that my shitty
day was about get shittier.
“Mimi,”
he said. “This project in Charlotte is extremely important and I understand
that Richard has already informed you of my decision to have you two work
together. I hope you understand it’s not an indictment of your work, but this
is a chance for you to prove that you’re a team player. We’re going to start
streamlining this office. I got that from corporate this morning. I’d hate to
lose you but. . .”
“What
are you saying?” I asked, calmly. What I really wanted to do was hop out of my
seat and roundhouse kick this fool in the face and stand over him telling him
that he could kiss the blackest part of my black ass.
“In
your last review, we talked about this,” he said, lowering his voice slightly. “Your
position here depends on the success of this project and landing Carolina
Health System as our client.”
Leaning
back in my chair, I looked up at Perry, still having homicidal thoughts about him
–including choking him with my mouse cord. “Though you think I should be more social with
my coworker, have I ever not landed a client?”
“Well,
no. Your work is good, but that’s just. . .”
“Mr.
Perry, I get it. Richard and I will be
bosom buddies and land this account so that you can tell corporate that you run
fun land around here.”
His
face reddened. “See, this is what I’m talking about. You’re borderline insubordinate.”
And you’re borderline stupid ass
motherfucker, I thought through my smile. “I don’t mean to be,” I replied.
Perry
shook his head then walked away. The 12-year-old inside me wanted to flip him
off and make faces, instead, I held my composure, shut down my computer and
began packing my belongings. It was 4:30 and I was leaving. Perry could hug and
kiss my ass.
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