Perfect Flaws

F O U R/ Running Late to Him

Four- Running Late to Him

(Incase anyone wanted to know or was confused, Miklos is pronounced Meek-l-oh-sh)

"Your late."

"By twenty seconds!"

"Twenty seven and a half, actually!"

I mentally start to choke my boss.
I wonder... Could he choke me?

NO DIRTY THOUGHTS AT WORK.

"Why are you so petty?"

"I am not petty, just punctual."

"And psycotic."

Oops, that was supposed to be in my head.

He puts a hand on either side of me on his desk, "Want me to show you psycotic?" His lips brush against my ear as he leans in "I can show you how crazy I can really be."

I duck under his arm, "OH, LOOK OVER THERE!!!" I point to the window and surprisingly he falls for my trick, allowing me to successfully make my escape.

What is this man doing to me?

Stupid boys.

I get back to work, verifying and double checking appointments and meetings.

The other secretaries were all hard at work as well.

Sammy was on the phone with someone, her hair falling over her face as she writes something down, occasionally nodding and asking the person on the other end to repeat what they said.

Isaiah was another secretary. He had bronde hair [Yes bronde] in what is known as the "Justin Bieber" hair style from when he was younger and cool. He had brown eyes and freckles scattered across his nose and cheeks. He was fairly young, only 25, and has been working here since he was 20.

Leila was the last one. She was almost 60 years old and would retire soon. Leila was like the mother of the secretaries, she made sure we had food and drink and fussed if we even looked like we were going to get sick. She's like the mother hen, I guess you could say.

Everyone was so serious here, so mature. So not what I was used to.

I was used to constant noise and laughing. Now the most noise I really ever hear is the phone ring.

Well, I guess that's what happened when you work at a Miklos company.

I clock out of work at about 8, and walk out of the building. The mall was closed already and custodians and employees cleaning the place to Mr. Miklos's standard.

The elevator dinged from behind me and he walked out.

Walking over to the desk he put on a ghost white glove and ran it over the marble top of the information desk.

"Clean it again."

My eyes widen, So it really is true..

Wow, talk about OCD.
He squats down to the floor and takes one glance at it, "Again."

The already exhausted employees sighed and got to work again.

"No leaving until every last nook and cranny is spotless."

"Oh, damn" I accidentally whisper a little bit too loud.

He turns and faces me, "Would you like to join them, Miss Kylan?"

"Oh, well I would, but you see I have a date tonight, so toodles!"

And I run away again.

The next morning he seemed a little more hostile then usual, and I couldn't figure out why. He seemed to be ignoring me for some odd reason. The day after that was the same, and the one after that until a week later.