She took a break from her computer and peeped into the boss' office, thank God he'll be leaving soon. If not for the lunch that hadn't gone so well, she would have gone quite far now, but right now, she's passed caring. If he's going to be so selective, he can as well bring his food to work or make orders personally.
She had ordered pizza like he requested but when it was delivered, he took one bite and dumped it in the bin. 'Nicole', I categorically told you I wanted a Peperoni Pizza, why on earth did you bring me a Chicken Pizza?! She was more than shocked as she would have sworn they didn't talk about the kind of Pizzas he desired. She was too busy trying to work on the presentation that she gave the go ahead to the delivery guys to bring one of their choice. Since he didn't specify, she had taken it for granted that he didn't care.
'I need you to go personally to Debonair and buy me a peperoni pizza'. She couldn't believe her ears, that was going to take at least 2 hours of her time. She will be stuck in traffic and may not come back till way after lunch time.
She totally ignored the over chatty driver and concentrated on working on the presentation. Traffic was even worse than she expected. When she finally returned to the office, it was already 4pm, just an hour to end of day.
'Your lunch Sir', she said calmly. 'emmm... it's rather late, I'll just have dinner at home, you know, you can have it for yourself'. 'Damn! what the hell! I spend over 2 freaking hours trying to get this miserable lunch and he doesn't even want it! She smiled but dumped it in the dustbin as soon as she got back to her seat.
She settled down to reply to the multiple emails and meeting requests that filled up her mail box. Just when she was going through, her table phone rang.
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Being an executive assistant is not funny.
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