Words

Love?

It was my first day at work in a foreign country and I don't even know the language... Amazing. "Michelle aren't you happy? I mean you're working with a really good company. The CEO knows how to speak English, don't worry too much about that." Yeah.. I don't even know what the CEO looks like. Perfect. "Who the F is the CEO, can you tell me that too?" "WHAT? You don't know what the CEO of the company looks like? Hun, you're going to be his assistant?" "Well, no. MY chef just told me that he speaks English that's all. But I have to leave now okay? I'll call you later. Bye."

Huuh, where did I have to go to again? Even though this was my second time in Seoul I still had a hard time. Well, the first time I came was just for parties and spending time with friends. How should I have known that I've been accepted into the label? "Gosh, I can't even read this plan." The Minutes passed by and I had to hurry, but eventually I gave up and called a taxi, I showed the driver the address and tried to think about what I had to say at the entrance.

"Thank you." you said to the driver, handing him the money. The building was huge; the design was kept simple, not too much. The front door was locked, you had to ring the door and wait for someone to answer.

The voice coming from the speaker spoke Korean, and there my first problem started, I didn't know how to speak Korean. "Excuse me.. I can't speak Korean. Can you speak English please?" "Sure, but what's the matter?" "Well I'm Michelle, the CEOs new assistant. I'm sorry, I'm late I had to take a taxi." But nothing, it was quite for a couple of seconds, and then the man bursted out in laughter. "WHAT? You're like the 5th person to say that." Hm? "I'm sorry but I don't get it." "What don't you get huh? Someone spread that Jays CEO would come today, and came over saying the same things like you did. Now leave, please." "But Sir, you can look up my name, I am me..." I am me? Really Michelle "urgh,.. Sir I'm late for work please open the door." "You should go to your working place then, please leave. We're going to call the real assistant anyways." "Sir that won't work." "Why shouldn't it?" "Sir,... well. The assistant is from another country right? That means her phone won't work here." The man sighed. "You're a freaking stalker aren't you, who told you that.– Or wait, I don't care. Please go, I'm asking you nicely." I chose to not make it worse, and just leave it as it is. "I'm gonna be late for fucks sake but okay."

It was already 1 Pm now, I had to be there at 12.30 pm. "How are they going to call me? My phone blocks foreign numbers.." Another 30 Minutes had passed when my phone rang. "Hello?" "Michelle, I'm Samuel. The label called me? Why are you so late? You can't do that on your first day!" "Sir, I didn't do anything. I was here at 12.20, but they just won't let me in, the security guy doesn't believe me, and I even told him that he can't call me because I can't answer foreign calls. He just called me a stalker and told me to leave several times." "Just go back and tell them my name also. They'll let you in then, and no matter what, excuse yourself even if it's not your fault." Sure.

Another try it is. "Hello?" "Hello, I'm Michelle, my boss' name is Samuel." "Oh, I'm sorry for making you wait. Get in." Finally. The door opened with a buzz, and I walked in rather angry, the security let me pass without using the detectors because they knew I was late already... because of them. So I ran up the stairs, not even waiting for an elevator, sweating like crazy, almost fainting because I can't really focus on breathing now, but - I made it up to the 5th floor. The cafeteria had to be here to - yeah I thought about eating now - the smell of coffee was strong here. Stronger than I wanted it to be actually.

"OUCH, are you blind?!" I yelled at the stranger in front of me. "I'm so so sorry. I didn't see you coming." "I can tell!" My shirt, it was ruined. "What am I supposed to do now? This is my first day here, I can't walk around like this in front of the CEO!" I angrily pointed at my shirt, "Wait what? The CEO?" the boy asked. He was kinda tall, had a lot of tattoos, one on his chest, which was revealed by his wide shirt. "YEA. I have to work for him, but because of your stupidity I look like I haven't washed myself in 10 years!" "Well, I think I can help you out-" he said with a smirk, "-my name is–" but before he could talk I yelled again. "I don't care, I don't need your help. Just get the fuck out of my way, I'm late already." I said, before running off again.