Poetic justice

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Taraji's POV:

I woke up sweaty and wet, I looked over and it was 10:15 am SHIT I OVERSLEPT.

I jumped up and started running around looking for my outfit.

I quickly washed up, grabbed my bag and left.

I flew down the highway, pulling into the parking lot on two wheels.

I ran in the building and saw the waiting area was already empty.

Making my way to the front desk I asked the lady had the new hires already went back.

"Yes ma'am they went back about 10 minutes ago."

Can you please direct me back there. I overslept.

"I can, but I don't know how she's gonna like that."

I followed the lady back to the room, as we entered all eyes were on me.

"Ma'am she got caught in traffic, and they gave her a hard time at the door."

"Ok, next time try to get out a little earlier have a seat Ms?."

Taraji. Taraji Henson.

"Ok."

Thanks for saving my ass! I whispered to the lady.

"No problem the name's Tiffany."

Thanks tiff!

She flashed me a smile and walked out, and I found my seat beside this guy.

"So as you all know you're here because someone in this room will be my new assistant."

"My assistants need to be on TIME."

Hm, she thinks she's slick putting emphasis on time. I said rolling my eyes.

"My assistants also will be living with me."

Well at least half of my dream was true.

"Most of you here are males. I don't do males. Every male in this room leave."

They all sulked and walked out.

That only left me and two other ladies which looked like they were at least 60.

"You two leave."

They walked or should I say dragged their way out.

"Well that leaves you Ms. Or Mrs. Henson?"

Yes ma'am, it's Ms.

"Good I require that my assistants are single."

May I ask why?

"No you may not."

Um, ok.

"So, I'll send a moving truck to come pick up your things, before we start you'll have to sign a contract."

"Stating that whatever you hear or see is confidential. And if you repeat any of it the penalty is death."

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