The darkness seemed to be sucking her up. For a few seconds, she felt like she couldn’t breathe and she mentally struggled with the unseen demons in the lift.
She could feel their eyes stabbing daggers through her as they waited for some sort of response from her.
Her day had started off pretty well. She had come in very early as she had several outstanding issues to deal with before the day kicked off fully. And by the time the office got full and noisy, she was ready to begin the day’s work.
She was in her element today, with her mug of coffee in hand she breezed through 3 short project meetings, dishing out instructions and getting several balls rolling.
Yes, she was in her element. She felt good!
She checked her watch… wow almost lunch time! Day’s half gone!!
She called her mum, brothers, few of her favorite clients… she was just happy.
She noticed the commotion outside her office. Apparently it was Paul’s wedding anniversary and she guessed Vize had sent something… something very cool by the looks of the commotion. What many people didn’t know was that she was aware of everything that happened in that office. Ok fine, almost everything.
Anyway she watched the guys laugh and backslap themselves for a bit.
I should settle down soon really. What am I even waiting for? There’s Korede, there’s Ifeanyi and the winner of her heart, John!
She was never under any pressure to get hitched. Even her parents understood that she had goals and were kind enough to get off her back on the whole marriage issue. But now she had achieved those goals, why not.
She picked up the phone and ordered a lovely red velvet cake to be sent to Paul’s house later in the day. She didn’t know when he’d get home so she gave them Vize’s number so they could track them.
Surprisingly (well not really) John called shortly after that. Well well well, what do you know? A dinner date tonight.
“Babe, you know it’s been one year since we met.”
“Oh my goodness! Please don’t remind me of that day!” She said this remembering the very embarrassing day.
His hearty laughter filled the earpiece.
“Same restaurant, same time tonight?”
“It’s a date!” And with that she hung up.
A couple of minutes later, just as she was leaving for her lunch break Chief Ade, one of her biggest clients, called.
She answered the phone pleasantly, but got an earful almost immediately. Chief was very upset and kept on screaming and screaming. Apparently he had been expecting a report she prepared for him to close a deal and he hadn’t received it.
“But that’s not possible chief. We sent that report three days ago!” She tried to sound as polite as possible, keeping her rising anger in check. People don’t shout at her, that was her once-in-a-while job.
Chief was having none of it. He yelled some more and hung up.
She sat down for a bit to calm her nerves. Then she checked her email to confirm that it was sent. Actually to confirm that Adah had sent it.
Five minutes later, her director slammed into her office and gave her another earful. After he left, Chief Ade called back for some more screaming!
WHAT A NIGHTMARE!!!
She walked out to check for Adah, still on the phone. Not sighting her, she sat on her seat and tried to pacify Chief who ended up hanging up on her AGAIN!
She looked up and saw that her majesty had returned from lunch. A few minutes later, she discovered that she had sent it to the wrong client. She was so upset. She got back to her seat and saw an angry mail from Chief and an official query from her director, who in turn instructed her to query everyone involved. She grudgingly did this as she had no choice. Everyone made mistakes (though this one was unacceptable) and she was sure it was Chief’s temper that had initiated this query idea in her director’s mind.
Three and a half foodless hours later… during which she personally went to Chief’s office, got another earful, tried to pacify the old man, got berated on again by her director, somehow pacified both men and got Chief smiling again (they had actually prepared a greeeat report), and dashed back to the office.
She slumped in her seat and sighed loudly. Her stomach was singing the hungry song but she had to review a report before she did anything. She opened it and scanned through in a carefree manner. Paul prepared it after all. She trusted his work; he was a very efficient guyoat!
She sat up and looked again. He had bungled the report. She hastily scrolled back up and read again more intensely. He had left out several key points she had specifically asked him to include and those determined the tone of the entire report.
Crap! This report is due today!
She hastily put in her comments and sent back him.
She then took the next five minutes taking deep breaths, trying to keep her temper AND hunger in check. She failed badly.
She then walked up to Paul’s desk (who apparently was packing up to leave) and choosing her words carefully, told him to update the report and send to her.
Thirty minutes later, seated at her desk, beaten and battered, she remembered it was his anniversary…AND she had a date even.
She took a deep breath and called the client. Fact was, even if she was to cancel her dinner, she couldn’t let Paul cancel his. And there was NO way he’d make it if she still had to review the update he had made, finalize and send.
After much pleading and cajoling, the client agreed. She felt a bit relieved.
A few minutes after 6, she got Paul’s mail and started packing up to leave. She was thinking that she’d tell him to go home on her way out when he came to her office.
The dude had already packed to leave!
So he assumed that she was going to finish his work or what?
She still kept her temper in place as she, with a deadpan expression on her face, told him she’d changed her mind. No point in telling him he could go home now was there!
A couple of minutes later, she found herself stuck in an elevator.
NOW… for all the damage control skills she had exhibited today, here she stood, facing five disgruntled employees (two of which she had no business with)… in the dark elevator.
Oh my God!!!