Distantly Close

Chapter- 1

I am in my office (which is a kitchen by the way) plating a new dish I just created in the most fancy and beautiful way possible to impress the new CEO of our company.

I've been working under his father for about 4 years now. I know his father so well that I know he won't be as harsh as I've heard he is.

Knowing how our sir always appreciated us for every small detail and always motivated us in tough times. He is like our Godfather. He has always been close to me because my father lives in Montreal and we don't meet often. Though he comes home every time he gets time (which happens very rare actually) and on special occasions.
And since sir knows about it he treats me like his daughter. He even gets me presents on Christmas just like how a father does for his daughter.

I knew that he has a son but he went to Oxford, England for further studies and for doing his EMBA (Executive Master of Business Administration) degree.

After that he started working in a hotel there for work experience (which is kind of epic since his father owns a food production company). I never asked sir much about him since I never felt the need to do so.

But 1 week ago apparently, he returned from England and joined the work today as the CEO of the company.

I heard 2 girls gossiping in the toilet that since our sir wanted to give a good first impression of the company to the new CEO, he chose me to present a new dish which was never ever seen or eaten before. And beleive me there is nothing better in this world than hearing someone gossip about how good you are. It is so good that I almost shit my pants hearing them.

I was putting my signature Dry Dupe crumble with the sizzling hot and baked Brie Pasta and placed freshly baked baguette slices with Mentha dip.
It's nothing but coconut powder with baked Mac and fancy cheese also french bread with mint sauce, so don't get confused, lol.

Sorry but that's how things at a multinational food corporation work. Just name the things fancy and Voila!

Anyways, I finished with my final touches and it turned out amazing!

My hands were shaking while placing each item as if I was placing atom bomb.

But since it looks so delicious,
let's take a picture and post it on my Instagram.

My 438 followers must be waiting for my post.
My unpopular ass crying in the corner.

Everything is going fine till now.
Kind of unusual with me though.

I grabbed 2 dome- shaped- steel- lid- used- to- cover- food thing and covered both the plates with it.
I picked one of the plates with both of my hands, yes one plate at a time, we don't want it to fall do we, and this ain't a kdrama going on, right?
Then I called Stacy my co-worker, my roommate and my bestie to hold the other plate.