The Weirdo

Sarcasm

I turn the chair around and look at the corner of the ceiling, our office has. They're plain and sick. My life can relate to it on a whole damn basis. "Ahem! Ahem!", Vishal cleared his throat and I turned my chair around, again. I looked at him. "Boss is calling", he said and I nodded.

I held the notepad and the ball-pen, before getting up. "Do you smile?", Vishal asked. "No", I licked my lips before pressing them. "Do you hate me or just everyone?", he randomly, asked. "Actually, I don't really hate you or anyone", I yawned and covered my mouth. "But if you'd be on fire or anyone else from this office would be on fire and I'd water, I'd drink it", I walked off, towards Naushad idiot's cabin.

I definitely do hate him because he's always very cranky and too much stupid to handle at once but he gives a good paycheck so never mind. It does justice.

"May I come in sir?", I knocked on the door once. "Yes", he flatly said and I pushed the door and walked in. Oh no God, too many celebrities to handle. Too much limelight, I guess I'll go blind. "That's Roop", Naushad idiot said and each celeb in this room turned to look at me. I slightly nodded and they looked back at his nosy face. "She's the most blank face, with less emotions, less cranky in this office. So, she might help you...all", Naushad idiot declared. What do I have to do? "I can go by six, even after it, right?", I softly asked and someone chuckled. "I don't know if you pray sir", I looked at Darshan Raval, Naushad idiot's favorite kid. "but if you don't, now is the right time", I humbly told him and his expressions changed. "I've never been insulted", he said, egotistically. "Then you have a problem going on with your ear or um you don't listen much, do you", I pressed my lips and looked at him. "Naushad Bhai", Darshan looked t Naushad Bhai. "Roop, apologize right now", Naushad sternly said. "Is this one of those moments when you want me to lie to satisfy the ego and emotions of your friend. Sorry, Darshan! I didn't mean too", I looked at my feet. "Okay, she's less cranky only if you do not make comments about her. She takes it personal and you get sarcasm but she's talented", Naushad idiot stated. What talent do I have? Managing his work desk. Wow! "Roop, you'll have to work till later but you've an increase in your package", Naushad sir told me. Respect, I've got a hike. "Thank you sir", I said, politely and he nodded. "So, what you've to do is Roop manage all their fan queries", he said and my jaw dropped. "Me? I can find another job really", I forced a smile. "And how can anyone manage all of their fan queries?", I asked, looking at Badshah, Darshan, Arjun, Dhwani, Hardy and they all smiled except Darshan. "No, not everyone. Just Darshan", he told me. "Him, he's the toughest. You know how his fans are", I exclaimed. "Yes and you're extremely sarcastic. I know how his fans are", he smiled at me. He smiles, noted. "Fine", I sighed. "So, I can give her number on my story, right?", Darshan cheerfully asked. "Yes", Naushad idiot, replied. "Cool, I'll put your work number on my story. Catching up with you, tomorrow", Darshan softly said and I nodded. "Shall I leave?", I asked and Naushad idiot nodded. I walked out and rolled my eyes.

No, no, no. I don't want to do this but the salary...duh.