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19.

Monday, May 11, 2015

Xayvion Taylor,

I'm walking through the cafeteria of my job looking at what they are selling to see if I see anything that I eat. As I continued walking I finally seen a something I would eat which just so happens to be my long lost friend, chicken, it's chicken salad but it's still chicken so I'm get it.

I grabbed it and walked to the counter to pay for and as soon as I pay for my phone my boss's boss approached me.

"Let me have a word with you Mr. Taylor." He said before turning in his heals to walk to the elevators.

I followed him to the elector with my food in hand because right after this little meeting is over, if I'm not fired I'm going to my desk to eat and if I am fired I'm going to car to eat and find a job.

Once we reached his office, his assistant opened the door for us and then he instructed for me to sit.

"I've talk to your Mr.Goldenburg and said that your work is outstanding. I've even seen you work and it is doing our business well. So I'm here to offer you a job promotion."

"A promotion?" I asked in shock.

A nigga had only been here for about nine months so far, so a promotion was the last thing I was expecting.

"Yes, I would like to promote you to sales director. With that being said you will get a raise. You will no longer be making $51 thousand as your salary but $104 thousand. Trust me I know that's not a lot but it is a start. It's you choice of you want to take the job, we will understand if you turn the offer down but we would genuinely appreciate if you do not."

Did he just say $104 thousand is not a lot of money? That's how you know this man sitting in front of my is mostly worth millions or even billions.

"Of course I accept Mr. Thornton." I said as he stood up.

"Your office will be ready by Thursday." He said extending his hand. 

I shook his hand and then he walked me to the door.

As I got in the elevator I pulled my phone out to check to see if I had any time left for my lunch, which I did so I did as planned and went to my desk to eat.

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After finishing a semi-long work day and I'm finally home. I'm tired as shit but if course Dula here so I'm have to spend time with the Great Dula, as their Grammy say.

See I just learned that Dula meant King, so she was referring to him as a Great King. It took me a while because I was truly confused about the great in front of his name.

"Hey Simba." Bryce said while changing Dula. 

"Hey Jalene and what's up Dula man." I said messing with his hands causing him to laugh.

You know he can really be a sweet baby when he ain't cock blocking, which is what he has been doing since he been born. I mean Ms. Jala and Mr. Beca got Bryce baby sitting so much it's like we have a child.

Like Dula has all the little toys around our room, bottles in our cabinets, a baby tub in our bathroom, towels with our towels. Shit we basically his parents because he's here more then he's at home and I don't mind having big man Dula around but shit we need alone time.