She was staring as Michael stopped before her, he looked her up and down. "I see you got rid of your shoes."
She nodded, her feet hurt and she wasn't looking forward to having blisters on her feet. She didn't want to tell him that she was feeling queasy. "Yes, it seems that I am not used to wearing heels."
He indicated to his office, "You won't be able to walk barefoot. Let us continue with our conversation and then you should go home."
Christine didn't let her disappointment show on her face. It was only her first day and she was already getting on his bad side. "I can still work, I will find some shoes."
Michael shook his head and walked to his office, Christine could hear Ismelda snicker behind her back. "You do not look well. I need my employees fresh," He glanced back at her, "And you Miss Parkins, look like the dead."
