Inhale, Exhale and Wait.

ch.2/DJ

"WHO THE FUCK CHANGED THE FINANCES AROUND" I scream at the top of my lungs. I was so angry I could feel the blood vessel in my eye getting ready to pop.

"I-I'm sorry sir. It was me. I thought you wanted the profit we collected from the Leopald's fundraiser to be put into a separate work account." A young scrawny kid said. He couldn't have been more than eighteen years old. He was definitely an intern.

"Where the fuck did you here that, because I definitely didn't say that!" I keep all profit, finances and receipts from clients in the same file so therefore I'm the only one that has clear control. 

"Janet from human resources said that's what you wanted s-sir" 

Janet from human resources? Didn't I fire that woman last week? She's always going around trying to tell people how to do their jobs and where to go when she knows  that's not her place. She can barely keep up with her own job. I get on my intercom and call my personal assistant, only to realize I fired her to. I rub my eyes from sheer exhaustion. 

"Listen kid if it didn't come from my mouth don't believe it, you got that?" I calmly state as he becomes more scared by the moment. 

"Oh and tell Janet to bring her ass in here, please?"

"Yes sir, thank you sir" he says as he sprints out of my office. I sit back in my chair and try to take a deep breath. I have been the head of this company since I was twenty one, I'm not saying that it's getting old but...I'm getting old and I need some help. I had to fire my last PA because she wasn't efficient enough. She was always slacking off and didn't take this company seriously. In order to be a part of Manyard's Co. you need to be ecstatic about business as a whole no matter your job description. She just wasn't that.

I hear a knock on my door and already know who it is. "come in Jessica" I say.

"It's Janet sir"

"Oh, my bad, I guess I forgot your name because you're irrelevant to this company" I say to her directing as much of my aggressive energy at her as I can. 

"Excu-" she tries to fire something back at me but I cut her off.

"do you know the definition of irrelevant...Jacky?"

"I'm sorry sir bu-" I cut her off a second time before she could say anything.

"the definition of irrelevant is: not important, not needed, replaceable. Do you get what I'm trying to say to you...James?" I called her James just to piss her off. I know her name is Janet but as I said before she is no longer relevant to this company.

"It's Janet si-"

"I DON'T GIVE A RAT'S ASS WHAT YOUR FUCKING NAME IS I'M TRYING TO TELL YOU; YOU. ARE. FIRED!" After I yell at her I digress back into my stoic demeanor and tell her to have her cubicle, files and other things cleaned out before the day is over and if not I'll have security throw her out. I run a business not a circus.

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It's almost 12 in the morning and I'm still at the office. I'm sitting here going over the files that Janet told that intern to mess up. I'm so tired I've already downed two whole bottles of fire hour energy and a full cup of coffee. I decided I needed to take a break from my work so I get up to stretch and walk around my office. I'm walking around, when I see a picture of someone I haven't seen in almost six years. Krys.  

It was a picture of her, my little brother and I all locking arms at the Fenna Parade. I remember that day like it was yesterday. My little brother, Connor, wanted to ride every ride he laid his eyes on and so did Krys. I, on the other hand hated roller coasters and fair rides so I wasn't for it. Then Krys told me if I rode just one ride she would give me all her tickets. Of course I said yes because she had a lot of tickets, but there was a catch, Krys had to pick the ride. She picked the scariest ride in the whole fair, The terminator. Long story short, I got on, puked all over my clothes then we took the picture. At least I got all of her tickets.

I wonder how Krys is doing now a days. Is she healthy? Is she safe? Is she...happy? these are all questions I ask every time I think of her. She used to be my rock.

 Off in la la land I forget I needed to put an ad out for a new PA. I get behind my desk sit down and get to work. I made sure this time I put all the needs and requirements they had to possess in order to be my PA. No more of that lollygagging nonsense where I just needed them to be punctual and nice. This is a Cutthroat industry and I need Cutthroat employees.