I Think That Possibly, Maybe I'm Falling For You
Ch. 1
“PLEASE DON’T LET IT BE HIM, PLEASE DON’T LET IT BE HIM” I repeated in my mind as I quickly dashed behind the rack of clothing which was slowly becoming less and less full due to all the hands rushing to get the first hand at this morning’s newest fashions.
“Kayla!” I cringed at the sound of that voice and turned around, slowly. There stood my boss. For being in her mid thirties she looked rather young. She had her hands on her hips, her long painted nails made me cringe sometimes. How can she ever work with nails that long? And why did they have to be painted blood-red? That scared me, what if she made nail enamel out of the blood of her previous emplyees? Let’s not think about it.
“KAYLA. KAYLA, NOW’S NOT THE TIME TO DAYDREAM.” She yelled, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“I’m sorry, Ms. Novak, I wasn’t daydreaming.” It was more like a… daynightmare….that doesn’t make sense..you know what I mean. “I uh..” I stalled, thinking of something to say that wouldn’t get me fired or demoted. “..uhm..I.. I was uh.. LOOKING FOR THESE SLACKS. “ I bursted, picking up a random piece of clothing off the rack. “Found it!” I let out a nervous chuckle and waited for her to say something or leave. I was hoping for the latter.
She looked at me with a mix of anger and confusion in her eyes. “Slacks? Really? Kayla, you’re holding a blouse. Listen, young lady. My boss told me to promote you to be my assistant and I wasn’t convinced. We have our new clients waiting in my office to discuss a very important and critical deal and you’re jeopardizing it. This could be my big break and if you screw this up..” She said, inching closer to me and pointing her finger toward my face. “If you screw this up for me, you WILL head back to junior assisting. Got it?”
I stepped back and mumbled a “Yes ma’am.”
Ms. Novak rolled her eyes once again and mumbled, “Don’t call me ma’am, I’m not old enough to be your mother.” I scoffed and started walking away when she turned around and called back, “OH. And I need you to be at this meeting, be there in about 20 minutes.” “ I nodded and continued my walking until her voice made me stop once again. “AND WITH SIX CHAI TEAS!” I hadn’t bothered turning around this time so I just waved and walked out of the office and toward the elevator.
“Kayla!” I cringed at the sound of that voice and turned around, slowly. There stood my boss. For being in her mid thirties she looked rather young. She had her hands on her hips, her long painted nails made me cringe sometimes. How can she ever work with nails that long? And why did they have to be painted blood-red? That scared me, what if she made nail enamel out of the blood of her previous emplyees? Let’s not think about it.
“KAYLA. KAYLA, NOW’S NOT THE TIME TO DAYDREAM.” She yelled, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“I’m sorry, Ms. Novak, I wasn’t daydreaming.” It was more like a… daynightmare….that doesn’t make sense..you know what I mean. “I uh..” I stalled, thinking of something to say that wouldn’t get me fired or demoted. “..uhm..I.. I was uh.. LOOKING FOR THESE SLACKS. “ I bursted, picking up a random piece of clothing off the rack. “Found it!” I let out a nervous chuckle and waited for her to say something or leave. I was hoping for the latter.
She looked at me with a mix of anger and confusion in her eyes. “Slacks? Really? Kayla, you’re holding a blouse. Listen, young lady. My boss told me to promote you to be my assistant and I wasn’t convinced. We have our new clients waiting in my office to discuss a very important and critical deal and you’re jeopardizing it. This could be my big break and if you screw this up..” She said, inching closer to me and pointing her finger toward my face. “If you screw this up for me, you WILL head back to junior assisting. Got it?”
I stepped back and mumbled a “Yes ma’am.”
Ms. Novak rolled her eyes once again and mumbled, “Don’t call me ma’am, I’m not old enough to be your mother.” I scoffed and started walking away when she turned around and called back, “OH. And I need you to be at this meeting, be there in about 20 minutes.” “ I nodded and continued my walking until her voice made me stop once again. “AND WITH SIX CHAI TEAS!” I hadn’t bothered turning around this time so I just waved and walked out of the office and toward the elevator.
7/19/13