Through The Pain

11 | Daughters

Cat

This past week is the worst week ever in my working history. And I am sure it could be worse than that.

It is exhausting.

My boss is pissed off of me. He hates me. He hates everything about me.

He hates my flats. He hates my heels. He hates when I walk and follow him around. He hates when I am not following him around. He hates when his business partners compliment me. And he hates when I received three bouquets last Monday.

I'm surprised that he hasn't fired me yet because I am sure he sees a fault in whatever I do.

And I am even more surprised when I am considering quitting my job and jumping off the wall of the other company.

I heard Mr. Gonzales fired his new assistant and is currently looking for a new one. He would reach out to me once he found out that I resigned, hopefully.

I had my follow-up check-up with Alvin last Sunday. It was supposed to be on weekdays but then I asked him if it is possible to have it on Sunday because I cannot skip a day of work considering my boss's slacking impression of me.

Alvin agreed. And I was sure he would. During my checkup, he keeps on asking me about my feet. The heels I am wearing. And my work.

I had to be honest with him.

Ever since I wore those heels, my feet, knees, hips, and lower back hurt at the end of the day making me miss dinner all the time. Because as soon as I got back home my whole body started to hurt and the first thing I wanted to do was lay down on my bed and sleep.

Fortunately, he didn't open up the topic of marriage but he did ask me to quit my job.

And for the first time, I was not able to answer him with 'no' and instead, I said 'I'll think about it.'

But not yet. Not today. Because today I have a special job. Away from my boss. And that is to take his daughters to school.

Maybe tomorrow, I will send my resignation.

And speaking of school. My boss sure has a loose nut on his head. He asked for my suggestion and I suggested the best school in town yet he chose the second best.

And during his appointment with the headmaster of Northplace, he had nothing but insults and negative comments about the school. And he said those in the face of the poor headmaster. In the end, he chose the school that I suggested.

And today, I am going to take his daughters to school. He said that he hasn't found a nanny for his daughters and since I am the one who suggested the school, I should take them and make sure that they are settled.

Then I realized, would it be fine for Mrs. Vann for me to take her daughters to school? Wouldn't she want it to be her instead?

But I didn't question my boss about that. I will not give him any reason to glare at me and stab me with those beautiful dark piercing eyes.

I don't know why but I am very much happy to take them to school. Maybe because this is one chance to be away from my boss.

I hope that I will be given this chance every day.

A driver will pick me up here in my apartment to take me to Mr. Vann's house where I will meet his daughters. And from there, we will drive to the school and then the driver will take me back to the office.

I wore a white button-down oxford shirt with pearl buttons tucked in a knee-length black checkered skirt. I wore the heels that I bought with Alvin since I will be going straight to my Boss's house and I won't have enough time to change from flats to heels.