The Journalist's Diary

Entry #1 : Treat People With Kindness

"As expected, you did a good job Arthit"

A genuine smile plaster on Arthit's face as his boss, Khun Danai, praising him for closing a great deal to the one of the best suppliers that they'll need for their new product that will be launching next month. The man taps his hand on Arthit's shoulder, his lips form into a thin line , slightly bowing his head with clasped hands due to shyness creeping all over his body. Arthit is still not used to praises whenever he does something good. 

"I can smell a promotion, hmm"

A grin was shown on his Boss' face while a shocked reaction was written on Arthit's. Internally, Arthit is screaming, jumping and fist bumping at happiness. I deserve this, his mind uncontrollable chanting those phrases. He's Arthit Rojnapat, 25 years of age, working in the procurement department in Ocean Electronics. A single man living in a stable life with good work and income, he never wishes for more. 

"You can go back to your desk; we'll be going to celebrate later"

Arthit wai to his boss before leaving. As he walks to his desk, he can see his co-workers smiling proudly at him. They also congratulate Arthit for his good performance. 

"Here comes the Sun" Tod teases, Arthit just shakes his head. Som-O peeks on her desk to congratulate Arthit. 

"So I guess there's a celebration later" everybody laughs at her antics. 

"Oi Som-O you're always into celebration" Som-O pouted and everyone continued their work. The smile on Arthit's face invisibly didn't leave on his face.

After their shift, their department gathered for dinner to celebrate the success. It's already past 9 in the evening when Arthit arrives at his place. Arthit is now sitting on the edge of his bed while drying his hair. The loud buzz from his cell phone caught his attention. A frown formed on his face when he saw the caller's name. It's Prem, his journalist friend. What does this jerk need from me?

"Hello"

"My ghad Arthit, thanks for answering the call; I've been calling you for a while now"

"Oh sorry buddy, I'm in the shower a while ago, so what's the matter? Are you having a quarrel with Wad again?" he said in a mocking tone.

Yes, Wad is Prem's boyfriend and usually he calls Arthit whenever they have a problem. Arthit is actually sick and tired of them fighting and then the next day being a lovey dovey again. Arthit single ass can't relate. 

"Of course not! It's a work related matter"

"Oh okay, what is it?"

"You know uhmm Wad and I, we're having a vacation next week, it's a 2 months' vacation"

"And then? How am I related to your advance honeymoon?" a laugh escapes from Arthit and he can also hear the embarrassed voice of Wad in the line.

"I want you to sub for us"

"Substituting? You're talking as if we're in a basketball game"

"No I mean, uhmm how can I explain this" Prem's voice is shaking due to nervousness, he's talking about a big deal that if Arthit says no, it's the end for them. No vacation, no babe time with Wad and also a big loss to his career.

"I want you to be our representative in Phuket, and you're the perfect candidate for it"

"Wait what? Sorry Prem I don't get what you're saying"