Sir playboy

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It's weird to go to work with Ken, i've never actually been in this building before, only ever driven past it or walked Ken to the door. It's amazing in here, the entrance lobby is huge, people at desks, on their computers. It's like how it is in the movies. It looks so unreal.

"Meeting with Mr Fischbach". Ken said to the blondie behind the counter.

"Yep, just go straight through". The Blondie said, her blinding white teeth shining as she smiled at me.

It wasn't until Ken pressed the button on the elevator that I realised his boss was the head of this company. And his office was at the top of the building. My stomach flips as I panic, what if he doesn't hire me? What will I do? What if he's just like everyone else? What if he's really horrib-

"We're here". He sighs, Ken can tell how worried I am, how desperate I am for this job.
"Good luck man, just be yourself, okay?"
"Yeah, thanks a-lot Ken". I engulf Ken in a quick, light hug and then head for the double doors that clearly lead into Mr Fischbach's office.

As I get closer I hear giggling from a woman inside the office, I knock anyway, in hopes that he'll just get this over with.
"Come in", A low, demanding voice bellows from inside the office.

When I first walk in, the first thing I notice is the woman I could hear buttoning her shirt up, Mr Fischbach doing the same. My face flushes red in embarrassment to think about what they were doing before I walked in, did I disturb them?

"I can read your face. You didn't disturb us".
"Thank God". I replied, my face cooling down a bit as we began the interview.

He only asked simple questions, like my name, age and how far I live, why he should give me this job and if i'm in a relationship and my sexuality. I don't know why he needed that last one? Do I not clearly look straight? He didn't look very pleased when I replied with 'straight'.
Why does it matter to him?

"I like you, you start tomorrow morning, come at 6:30 and i'll teach you the basics, okay?"
"Yes Mr Fischbach".
"When we're alone call me Mark".
"Yes Mark".

I can't believe it, he gave me the job. I did it. I hope that this won't be a shit one though. The least I want is for it to be a boring job.