I wake up to my alarm playing first Day out by Tee Grizzley. Lemme tell ya'll, That's my shit..
First day at my new job. I mean it's not a bad job, I just don't feel like going. Whatever cause a bitch gotta get her money. Anyways, I'm a assistant for the famous tekashi69 or just 6ix9ine. I don't even know who the fuck he is. I had to look that shit up.
I need to get dressed for work. So, I jump in the shower and do my morning routine and shit and get dressed in this.
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I get my keys and phone and head out the door. As soon as I get to the building, I knock. Some guy come to the door with a security shirt on.
"Can I help you?" He asks raising an eyebrow.
"Yea, um I'm the new assistant," I say. He nods letting me in. As soon as I walk in i see chains and expensive decor. I walk up the stairs and soon I'm face to face with 6ix9ine. He had rainbow hair and he was wearing light blue skinny jeans and a plain red shirt.
"He ma. Uh you can set your bag and shit over in that room. And That's you office," he slurs kinda tipsy. This nigga so unprofessional. Like he at work and shit. Well actually we at his house.
My eyes look over to the room he said was my office and i walk to it. The name tag on the door said Assistant Girl. It was a fucking piece of paper. I take it off of the door angrily and throw it in the trash.
Just ignore it. I told myself.
I set my bag in my office chair and take out my computer and little things to decorate my desk. Lastly, I put a picture frame of me and my mom. She died of cancer a year ago. Not the time to be sad Jordan.
My boss walks in.
"Hey yoou took the Labelll off the dooor," He smiles.
"Uh yea. I was gonna make another one," I slightly smile. He sit in the chair across from me and looks dead in my eyes.
"Your name isss......" He says wanting me to finish the sentence.
"Jordan," I smile. He nods and places a folder in front of me.
"I want you to call all these numbers and ask them what they want. Write it down and put it on the living room table," He says sternly.
"Okay," I say as he closes my door. Oh My god. Why?
I sit up and look at the folder he gave me and began to call all them numbers.
2 HOURS LATER
" Oh okay so you want to get an interview with him. Um i'll have him call you back. Thank you so much.... bye bye." I say finishing the last number on that list. As I make my way to the living room from my office, I hear moaning. It was coming from the room across from mine.
I roll my eyes and put the folder on the living room table. On the table was a note. It said:
Jordan, I know this isn't apart of your job but ...I was wondering if you can make lunch. My daughter is coming in a hour and I don't know how to cook. I will be in the other room with a friend and we would not like to be bothered
your boss
When I finished the note the door bell rang. I walk to open it cause I don't know where the hell that security guy went.
I open the door and see a woman with a child on her hip. Welp, I'm guessing this is his baby mama and daughter.
"Uh hi. I'm the assistant and you guys can come in." I say moving to the side to let them in.
"Uh where the fuck is Daniel?" She yells. Bitch you lucky I need this money and you daughter here cause I would beat your ass.
I look at her ." He is with a client and it's important so he sent me to let you guys in." I say as she rolls her eyes.
"Whatever. All her stuff is in the bag and her new daily routine." She gives me a attitude and walks out.
The baby looks at me and lifts her arms up. I pick her up and look for the daily routine. As I'm going through the bag, I see hella clothes and baby shit. She may have a stank ass attitude but she is a good mother.
Finally, I find the list and see what I gotta do. First, I gotta make her lunch. I walk to the kitchen and sit her at the table and go looking in the cabinet for her lunch.
"Hey beautiful. Do you want a grilled cheese sandwich?" I ask. She smile and nods.
I smile back and grab the bread, butter, and cheese.
As the sandwich is cooking on the stove, I play and mess around with the baby. I think she likes me. I walk over to the stove and flip the grilled cheese and in walks Mr Hernandez, My boss. That's his last name.
He and his "friend". His friend looks at me.
"Whho this hoe?" She ask. Oh hell naww bitch who you calling a hoe?
"Excuse me. There is a baby in the room so i won't say nothing, but I swear call me that again." I say getting in ha face.
Mr. Hernandez looks surprised. The hoe rolled her eyes and went back to Mr. Hernandez's room.
"Your feisty!" Mr. Hernandez says. I nod putting the sandwiches in front of Mr Hernandez and his daughter. He helps her eat and eat his food at the same time. I honestly hate Mr. Hernandez. He a hoe. He put the unimportant thing first. And he is unprofessional. I try to walk into the living room but Mr. Hernandez smacks my ass. I just ignore it cause the money he giving me is paying my bills and shit.
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