Took a rest for five minutes. After that, I decided to call James.
"Mr. James?" I said.
"Yes?" he asked.
"The file is corrected. Do you want me to put it in your drawer?" I asked.
"No"
"Then what do you want me to do?" I asked.
"Throw it in the dustbin," he said and my eyes widened in anger.
"But that file is important, how can I throw it in the bin?"
"I have a copy of it in my drawer and I don't need another copy of it," he said.
"Mr. James, do you have any idea that I worked on it continuously without taking any rest. I ruined my whole Friday night for this file and you are saying that you don't want it?" I lashed out at him.
"Miss Emmy, I believe that you are in my company to work. I am your boss and you are my secretary so it is my wish what I would like you to do. No more arguments on this topic, go to your home" James said arrogantly and cut the call.
