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Life is just like a tragic comedic drama. After living 23 years in comedy, I suddenly found that the remainder of my life would be lived in tragedy. This all started out in the morning of my first day to wor...
Before I joined this organization, I had made my career plan. The plan was so detailed to the point that it will determine the foundation of my future glory. But......
I never had expected my career would begin like this.
Of course, I had thought of resigning but Su coldly said: "You still owe me last month's rent." My plan had completely been destroyed! See, there's a distinction between 'home' and 'under someone's roof'. When there's rainstorm, 'home' will shelter you. However 'under someone's roof' it is different. You will be left out to withstand it by yourself.....
My daily routine at work is very simple. In the morning, I need to punch-in. Once that is done, I will head to the President's office and sit at the corner of the sofa just like in my own home. I will sit till noon. And then lunch followed by another round of sitting till evening until it's time to go home. In between those hours, if there's anyone looking for the President, I will then move myself to another corner. These two days, only during lunch time, activities happened.
On the first day, during lunch time, President was out. So I dare not act rashly since I have not receive any clear instructions. Later, I was too hungry and was not able to take it anymore. So I decided to head downstairs for lunch. I was surprised to find out about the deadbolt lock. I kept knocking on the door and the window with no respond from anyone. I finally gave up, and waited obediently with wholeheartedly for the President to return.
He only return after lunch break. The moment he was back, he walked straight to his desk and started working on his paperwork.
My stomach was making 'grunt' sound, which reminded him of my presence.
"Didn't have lunch yet?"
"No." I weakly nodded, waiting for him to grant me permission to go and find some leftover foods.
"What a pity. AC has been well known for its delicious lunch and today we have a welcoming lunch. Our food and beverage department specially prepare some additional foods."
My stomach again make another clamor.
He continued looking at his file and remain silent. It looks like there is no way he will allow me to have my lunch.
I was stupefied.
Thursday morning, I arrived on time to sit on President office's sofa.
President passed by then looked at me for a moment. He said: "Ms Guan, you seem to be thinner. And looks like you had lost your good spirit unlike the first time we met."
I looked at his rimless glasses. It flashed a nasty look with a faint smile on his lip. I'm 10,000% sure he did it on purpose!!!
By lunch time, I took out ham, biscuits, and yogurt from my bag and displayed it on the table.
President faintly smile and said: "Ms Guan, you are really amazing. You are able to conjure a pile of foods just like Doraemon."
*Doraemon is a popular Japanese Manga Robotic Cat.
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