I raise one eyebrow up at him, 'Why are you so keen to send me off to your friends company? You're the one always saying how much you hate when companies try to poach our employees. Yet all of a sudden you're peachy about sending me off to help out your pal.'
He groans now out loudly, clearly exasperated with my barrage of questions, 'Omg Jaz, I'm not trying to send you off for crying out loud!' He exclaims, 'You are one of my best assets at this company and don't you know it. The only reason I'm allowing you to go is because you are the best Operations Manager and Human Resources Coordinator that I know in the business. I wouldn't trust anyone else not to screw it up. And for your information Nik doesn't know you are going I could've picked any of our senior directors but they wouldn't do half as good as job as you and you know it.'
He raises a serious brow up at me, 'Not to mention he's my friend and also funneling quite a substantial amount of money into our project that we are launching in 3 months. This is practically a piece of cake for you and you get $20,000 at the end of it. Why are you throwing up such a goddamn fuss over this anyway?' Stev inquires, clearly wanting this argument to come to a close.
I throw my hands up in the air, 'It's not that I'm throwing up a fuss you ass. But you know how damn rude Nik is to me, every time he comes to the company he doesn't even acknowledge me in our stakeholder meetings, he makes it a point to say hello to every other person there except for me. Even when he comes to see you at your office and you call me to pop by and say hello, he doesn't even turn to greet me, just mutters some half assed 'hello', and you want me to help out that bastard?' I stare at him incredulously.
Stevan actually has the gall to look shocked by my statement and puts his hands up in surrender, 'Jas look I had no idea you felt that way about Nik, I thought you guys were cool, otherwise I would've never put you forward to him in the first place. Look if you are really that against it I'm not going to force you I can just get one of our other execs to do it instead'.
I exhale in resignation knowing that I'm going to agree to his request, partly because I like the sound of $20,000 being added to my bank account at the end of this month, and partly because I do love Stevan like a brother and I would hate to disappoint him even if his friend is a pigheaded misogynist. I relent, 'Fine if it's only for a month I guess it won't kill me, but you better have someone replacing my office for the month, I don't want to return and be putting out fires everywhere I go'.
Stev dramatically clutches his shirt near his heart and scrunches his face up in his version of a 'fake-crying' and pouts, 'You really think I would do that to you?'.
I shake my head at his antics and smirk, 'Absolutely, I wasn't born yesterday'.
He drops his dramatic charade, and grins at me, 'Alright fine, you got me there, but yes in this case I have already got you covered, that is if you are agreeing to my request'. Stev winks at me with a twinkle in his golden eyes.
I roll my eyes at him in defeat, 'Yeah, yeah, we have a deal, you better not slack off on our project while I'm gone, ' I warn, 'I'm gonna tell Amy to keep an eye on you and your procrastination tendencies Mr. CEO'.
'Wow, so you finally remember that I am in fact you're CEO and you are the employee here.' He smiles at me like a Cheshire cat.
Shrugging my shoulders at him, 'Yeah I guess, if you can call yourself that Stev' i say with a twinkle in my eye.
He flips me the finger, 'Jebi se!' (fuck you) I hear as he prances out of my office.
I chuckle, man Serbs you either love em or you hate em!