C.E.O.

Chapter 3

On my way home I stopped at a clothing store to get more clothes that are more proffessional.as I pulled into the parking lot I called my friend Lola to see if she wanted to meet me.

Hello "", I heard my friends cheery voice on the other line.

"Hey Lola its me I know its getting late but would you wanna maybe meet up at Nordstrom, I need to get more work clothes."

"Lis, its 7:15."

"I know but I need clothes to work at an investment firm and I am already wearing the most proffesional outfit I have and besides i was thinking maybe we could get like three outfits tonight and then go out on friday for a girls day."

"Ok I'll be there in 5."

"Ok see you then."

Five minutes later lola pulled up beside me and I got out of my car.

'Hey stranger," I said as I gave her a hug.

"Hey Lis." she said smiling. we walked in the store and started shopping.

An hour later We walked out of the store and said goodbye

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A couple weeks later i was driving home from work and made it to the turnoff for my apartment when my phone rang.

"Hello ,"I answered.

"Donovan I need you to come back to work you managed to screw up the meeting report."he said.

"Umm ...I didn't do a meeting report."

GET OVER HERE NOW.he yelled.

"Fine i'll be there in 15."

"Make it quick."

"Fine" ,I said and hung up.

15 minutes later I was running into the elevator and pushing the top floor button.

"Finally you're here,"took you long enough.

"Listen Mr Piss-me-off-high-and-mighty-jerk You didn't tell me anything about a meeting report.what the hell are you talking about."

"Lets get something straight Ms Donovan first do not get to call me names ,second when I tell you to get here quickly get here fast,and third I shouldnt have to tell you something two times."

"What the hell are you talking about, two times, and I did get here fast, I live 15 minutes away, so sorry if that isnt good for you."

"I don't care where you live now and I told you when every one left at the end of the meeting to have a report, or were you not paying attention."

"you-"

"I would think before opening your mouth again ,"he said and walked away with a smirk plastered on his face.

That bastard!!

After being in the same room as him making a report on the meeting and outlining major prospects from it for the company we finally got done and I managed to control myself and NOT strangle him. But by the time we were done it was 5:30 in the morning and I hadn't gone home and looked like death.

"I'm going home do you need anything else before I go?"

"Yes I need you to go to the drug store and pick up a razor for me and tylenol and bring it back here before you go home. And please I have a headache don't start telling me its not your job just go get it."

I AM GOING TO KILL HIM WITH A SINGLE PAPER.

HAHAHA WONT THAT BE A GREAT HEADLINER C.E.O. KILLED BY HIS WORK.

The ding from the elevator snapped me away from my murder plot.Ii went to the drug store and picked up the cheapest razor I could find and a small pack of Tylenol and started to go but saw a BOGO for Midol and thought oh what the hell might as well pick it up now.

I went back to where I work and went to his office and randomly filling in the bag grabbed the two things that felt like a bottle and a razor and put them on his desk and went to the elevator but before i could get in i heard him scream.

"DONOVAN!!!!!!!!!GET IN HERE NOWWWW".

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked.

"What is this? I asked for Tylenol."

I looked from him to what was in his hand and realized I grabbed the wrong item I gave him the Midol i bought for myself and kept the Tylenol. but he was getting annoying so I put a smile on my face and said.

"They were out of Tylenol.so I got that."

"You need to watch what you're doing I don't like your attitude Ms Donovan."

"You're one to talk."

"What do you mean by that?"

" I mean Ever since I got here you've been acting like I murdered your beloved dog."

"I don't have a dog Ms Donovan."

" ITS A METAPHOR ." I yelled.

"I don't like metaphors."

"Why?"

"I don't understand them."

"How did you get tO be a C.E.O. ...... Oh wait dont answer that your dad probably gave you the job on a silver platter."

By the look on his face that pissed him of, and good he needed to be put down a notch.

"So sorry if I offend you but unlike you I had to work my ass off to get where I am now and i am not gonna let some snobby ass C.E.O. get me down, I may not be rich and have the most amazing job ever but I am proud of where I am and I am glad I have people who I can actually call friends and not worry that if some thing happens to my money they will disappear on me.Now here take youre stupid Tylenol Im going home now."I stated as I took my midol from his hands and threw the tylenol in his face which seemed to piss him off more cuz i heard him throw the thing across the room and slam the door.