Chapter 12
Chapter 12
“Sir, actually… I could only do… err… 2 pages” I said with embarrassment.
“Let me see,” he said and took the pages, and then smiled.
- NO. NOT A SIMPLE SMILE. SMIRK.
“Do you think you got the job?” he said.
“I… uh… you’ll decide that sir, so…”
“I asked your opinion, Miss Hailey!!” he said with a little frustration.
“Oh, oh–ok sir, Sir… I think I’m capable of doing the job, but if it requires me summarizing all these pages in ? minutes, then sir, I really need to think about the result”
“Well done, Ms. Hailey, you got the job”
Hailey’s POV
“What! R–really sir?” I asked the man sitting in front of me, who had just told me that I got the job.
“Yes, Ms. Cameron, why are you so shocked?” he asked with a smirk plastered on his face.
“I… uh… actually, I was just wondering why did I get the job when the last almost 15 people didn’t,” I said with
curiosity.
He chuckled.
“You wanna know?” he asked and I nodded. “Fine,” he said, and I was all ears to him.
“Most people got eliminated on the first round, they peeped like a freaking asshole from the gate,” he said.
“Oh”
“Next, they had no confidence when I yelled at them, as you know, I did at you,” he said and this time, really smiled.
“And, they couldn’t even find the file in the 5 minutes, and even if they did, they just kept on nagging on how long it was and how impossible– when I clearly want my people to know that nothing is impossible,” he said and then I remembered how I also thought it was impossible. IT REALLY WAS.
“Oh…” I said.
“Fine, Ms. Hailey, come to work from tomorrow,” he said and I got up, ready to leave. “And yes, I’m not at all friendly, so don’t be one with me!” he said, rather ordered, and I was taken aback at the sudden change in his tone.
STRANGE.
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I was getting ready for my tire day at work, 1 or afraid at how he reacted or rather spoke in a dominating woire, it was much wary, all the eye from years day came into my mind
I made up my mind and went to work I reached the balding monk a dorp breath and entered, and went straight to his office to msk for my work 1 knocked and he said, ‘cow bar.
“G–Good morning sir.” I said as 1 entered.
He passed a small smirk, and then turned himself into that regular expressionless face of his, and then gestured me
to sit across him.
“So, here are some rules you must be following, no matter what situation arises, these rules are mandatory to follow,” he said. Somewhere I felt that those rules will be much of a pain in the ass.
Nothing special dude, Rules are always a pain, aren’t they?
“Understood, sir,” I said and he started.
“Rule #1: No matter who orders you, if you have any order from me, that should be your priority.
Rule #2: I want your whole concentration on the work, rather than what today’s girls have on.
Rule #3: 1 bear not a single mistake in my work, either it is paperwork or it is a presentation of you, that is, in meetings.
Rule #4: I don’t want any complaint of you, or I will not take any second thought before firing you and last…
Rule #5: Never ever go against my words.”
“Oh, Ok sir,” I said, still confused or rather shocked by his rules.
Am I a prisoner or what?
“What do you mean by ok? Say understood, sír
“U–understood, sir,” I said, wondering what’s the freaking difference between the two.
“Fine. Now, uh… bring those files” he said pointing towards a desk. I went there and picked up the files, headed back, and gave him.
“See… these 4 files, summarise them all, on a new paper, don’t miss a single point,” he said, his eyes again on the
computer.
“Understood, sir” I repeated his words, for I don’t know if he knows that ‘okay‘ also means the same.
“And yes. Your duties. Listen. Firstly, you have to complete whatever work I tell you, next, you have to serve me a coffee at 12 & 3, without sugar, and yes it should be black, next tell me about my meetings 10 minutes prior, don’t let
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anyone enter my cabin without an appointment, except you and john he said all looking at his inptop, we if he had
learned all the lines.
“Oh, Ok- I mean understood sir.. well, uh… I have a doubt sir” I spoke. He looked at me.
“Uh… Sir… Who’s John?” I asked.
“Well, he looks like me, he’s my brother, if he comes, he will himself tell that he’s John,” he said. That was a relief, 1
don’t need to recognize him.
“Okay sir,” I said, and was shocked he didn’t tell me to say ‘understood,
“Now don’t stand here, and freaking go out! Your desk is there!” he yelled and pointed towards a room in front of his, and now I know that I would be under his surveillance because he could clearly see the entire room with his one–sided see–through glass door.
Without another word I left the room, for I think he is suffering from mood swings, and I don’t wanna be one of his victims. I went there, adjusted my stuff, and settled down. I watched the time.
9:30.
I better not forget about his coffee. What did he say? Oh, yea, black with sugar.
I wrote all this in my diary and set an alarm on my phone, I really wasn’t in a mood to face his rage on me.
It’s 11:55. My phone’s alarm buzzed, and so I walked out of my office and walked towards the end of the corridor, where I could see the coffee room written. I went inside and made the coffee the way he told. I have already a type of learned what he said. Black with sugar. Black with sugar.
