Stressful Work

It was a rather quiet day outside which I liked. I took a deep breath and looked out the window to see the outside world. It was like any urban city, there were several buildings surrounding my office which were tall skyscrapers like my own office building though mine was a bit smaller. Looking toward the streets, there were tons of people walking to and fro to their workplaces and their homes which were probably close to or far from the crazy life of the city, some of the homes were very small while others were tall apartments but couldn’t match the height of my office building. Cars drove down the streets at nearly a blinding speed of light, making it difficult to tell if they were cars. I stared at the moving vehicles for a bit and started making bets with myself on who would win the made-up race I made in my head, it was a nice break from the chain of work I did. 

However a sudden slamming sound on my office desk made me look up as someone had dropped something heavy on my desk, there were shacks of paperwork just sitting there all with the same thing on it: they were most likely letters or finished reports from the other workers, I was just hoping it wasn’t what I thought it was. But I slowly sat up from my chair and looked over the piles of paper, I gave a defeated sigh, it was bills, those were what made the slamming sound.

“For Pete’s sake!!” I exclaimed angrily, slamming my fist on my office, almost knocking over my cup of coffee and the several other paperwork I was working on. “Bills?! Already?! I hadn’t even ended the month!!” I was already having a bad day already since I was stressing over a worker handing in a late report then a failure at a meeting earlier, but this...I was enraged.

Pushing my glasses up, I furiously shoved the piles of bills off my desk and slammed my pen on the ground. I dropped back into my chair and snorted with anger, crossing my arms over my chest. “Oh how I hate bills,” I growled under my breath. “What the heck is up with those fools anyway? Just wanna have their cake and eat it.” 

I sighed and looked up at the large portrait I had hung up in my office, it wasn’t anything too special, it was just a portrait of me standing outside of my business building looking tall and proud, I looked so satisfied back then and even then I still felt proud and pride when thinking about that moment but not right now at this moment, especially with that giant shack of bills sitting on my desk, staring at me smug.

“Mr. Dan!” called my assistant who was named Sarah Head strong, came rushing into my office with a bunch of paper in her hands. I turned around and faced her, starting to feel dread as I stared at the paper as my mind knew what this meant. “What is it? Is it a report from the other workers?” I asked my tone hopeful, but my hopes and dreams were torn apart by her next response. “No sir, we have been getting bills much earlier than intended from our assistants in the other building and other companies that don’t work with us though I don’t know why, it seems like we owe them a debt.”

My jaw dropped open in shock before my facial expression shifted back to anger. I honestly wanted to smack my head on the wall from my bad luck, but somehow I stood standing just staring at my assistant as if she had lost it. “Are you kidding me?” I finally asked, my voice emotionless despite the anger bubbling inside me like hot lava inside a volcano. Sarah shook her head sadly. “No I’m afraid not, sir,” she replied, her voice soft as if she was close to tears which she probably was.

I gritted my teeth in

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 12.02.2021
ISBN: 978-3-7487-7446-4

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