twice as wide as the doorway…
“Adley. Thanks for coming in this morning.”
“Uh, yeah.” I wish I would have worn jeans and a t-
shirt. A fuck you outfit. No. I had to wear actual adult work
clothes. I put on one of my favorite dresses, black and red
polka dots, and a black cardigan. “Yeah, no problem.” What
choice did I have?
I cross my legs, one over the other, and let my black
flats dangle in the air while I wait for the axe to come down
across the back of my neck. Is that what getting axed means?
Is that where that saying comes from? Wow. That’s seriously
gruesome if it is. Gross.
Charles, my boss, pushes five or six folders across the
desk towards me. I stare at them, not understanding. Unless
he’s compiled a stack of complaints. But no. He’s still smiling.
Bigger now. He’s a creepy looking dude naturally, middle
aged, balding, glasses, way too thin and tall. He has creepy
vibes I can’t explain. I think it might be the intense way he
stares at a person.
“I’m happy to say that you did a great job with the
Stephanie De’Silvo file. She wrote me an email personally
stating how happy she was with our services. She did say that
she decided, for the time being, that she’d like to pursue her
career and decided to change her mind about dating, but that
had nothing to do with us or with you. She wrote a very
glowing recommendation for you. She was very impressed.
She said she would be happy to tell her friends about the
company and use it again in the future if she changes her
mind.”
“Oh, uh, wow. I’m glad to hear it.” I knew Steph was