"clicking, clicking, clicking".
Entranced on the scree in front of him with all motions outside of the screen absent to him.
He clicks on at the keyboard with what could be described as a very fast pace of clicking.
No mistakes made, or error that needs correcting, and with precision, he continues typing.
A lady with an appearance putting her in her late twenty, in an official dress code, walks up to the desk of the man typing.
"team leader, team leader"
She called out, but was met with no response.
The man was too focused on what he is typing to the point that any other sound mattered less to him.
The lady moved closer and tapped him on his shoulder.
Unaware of when the lady got to his back, he reacted surprisingly as he shifts his head up very fast to see who it was.
"ho, it's you"
"yes me. What is wrong team leader, I have called out to you several times with no response"
"don't mind me, I was busy sorting out this documents to submit to the chief. The deadline is for it is today, that is why I am trying to complete it before the time strikes six".
"but I thought that particular document was supposed to be submitted next week".
"well, courtesy of the company. Our work consistency is not in tally with the regular time. Postponing a project and shifting a deadline forward is not beyond the company's doing".
"that is indeed true. Talking of project, the chief asked for you, he wants to discuss the idol collaboration video we are planning on making to help advertise our new products".
"wasn't that project already assigned to team two"
"the team leader of team two said they already have their hands full with handling other multiple projects, that is why it was pushed to our team".
"do they think we also don't have projects to attend to?".
"it's a direct order from the higher ups".
"damn it, those entitled brat. Using their connections to get into the company wasn't enough, now they are even using it to evade doing the work their paid to".
"of what use are they to the company except leeching off of it and suffocate people like us whose life depends on it?".
"team leader, you had better keep your voice down unless you want to get on the bad side of the so called they".
"tch, can't even express myself openly without the fear of getting fired".
"if you hate the injustice that much, why don't you just quit".
"..."
He gave her a long hard stare, and she could say nothing but keep her mouth shut.
"since you are so enthusiastic about your work in the company, I will hand over sorting out the documents to you while I go attend to the chief"m
"but team leader, I have my own work to sort out".
"what is wrong?, if you don't like it, why don't you just quit".
"that is a really cheap comeback team leader".
"now you know how it feels. Just get on with it, and it should be submitted before today ends".
He got up from his seat, rearranged himself, and got ready to head to the chief's office.
"i hope you you trip on your way there".
"too bad for you, because curses don't work on me".
***
"knock, knock, knock".
"who is it".
"chief, it is I, the team leader of team two".
"ho, team leader, come on in".
He opens the door and enters the room.
A room with a shelf on the right wall filled with documents, and at the center, is a two sitter table meant for the chief and his visitors.
"have a seat".
The chief pointed to the seat opposite of him.
The team leader shifted the seat away from the table to have enough space to sit on it and spread his legs.
The chief shifted the laptop that was on his desk over to the team leader, with the images of women displayed on it.
"those are the potential picks we have thought of, what is your take on them".
"hmm, I think they are all very good starlet in terms of appearance, but...."
"but what"
Asked the chief with a curious expression.
"the first one is still entangled in a scandal, while the second one is known to be a very cold person with a nasty personality to work with".
"I also thought of that, which is also why I picked other substitutes with the potential to replace the two scarlet. So what do you think".
He swiped the on the laptop to go to the next page.
"she is still an upcoming image. If we were to work with her, it will not get as much popularity as we accounted for with the product".
"hmm....., so she is no good either".
"chief, what about choosing male image instead of the females"
"that will not do, females are more profitable for us in the long run as compared to a male".
[No].
"what do you mean no chief".
"what..."
"you just said no just now".
"I didn't say anything like that".
"but I just heard you say it".
[No]
"you just said it again".
"team leader, are you alright"
"..."
[No, no, no, no, no, no...].
He became immersed in the voice that is constantly on a repetitive mode.
"team leader, team leader".
"!!"
"ah, yes chief".
"team leader, are you sure you are alright"
"I am fine chief, just a minor hallucination from the overload of work I have had to sort through, I think".
He brushed the voice off as nothing after being distracted by the chief,
After all, it wasn't abnormal for a workaholic like him to have a few hallucinations involving an unknown voice.
"hallucination?, what age are you to have start hallucinating because of work".
"age has nothing to do with it when we consider the workload chief".
"hmmm....., alright, I will take some work off your back, so don't pull a scary stunt like that again".
"thank you so much chief, the rest of the team will be happy to hear this".
"just make sure you excellently attend to the projects in your care if you want that workload off your back".
"you know how diligent and committed I am to my work".
"yes I know, that is why I don't want you getting sick or pulling a sick stunt on me".
"got it chief".
"now, let us get to deciding which image we should go with, so we can start work on it".