I finish arranging my closet so that its easy for me to get my clothes out and ready to go instead of looking for clothes, and I get late to work. As I look through my closet for something to wear for my first day at work, I decide on a grey skirt and a white top and a black suit jacket to cover the top and peer it with my black heels, and I add office stuff to my brand new briefcase—well, not brand new; it was my dad's briefcase, which he never got to use.
A girl of twenty-four left to cater for her mom and brother is now working with Mr. Norman Jonathan in New York. I am not only happy but ecstatic. I can pay for my brother's college fees and buy my mom drugs till we find a donor.
I come downstairs after selecting an outfit for tomorrow, have dinner with my mom and brother, and go to call Cindy on the phone.
I text her: So I got a job at Norman Industries.
Cindy: Bitch! And you are just saying it now?
me: I know, I know, sorry, babe. Today has been hectic
cindy: its fine, Congratulations, babe. You really deserve it
but how come he gave you the job when you shouted at him?
me: point of correction madam, I did not shout; I only aired out my opinions
cindy: Well, in that case, I will be airing my opinions a lot.
me: Do you, bitch!
cindy: whatever 'rolling eyes emoji'
Me: Goodnight, babies.
cindy bye, bitch
I smile to myself and fall asleep.
5:30am
How I am awake by this time? beats me, but I think that's to show how nervous I am.
It's not because of what I am going to face as his PA; it's just that I can't stand his arrogant ass. I am just there for the money and maybe the experience, but mainly for the money; that's my goal.
I get up by 5:45am, have my morning exercises, have my bath, and dress up to look the part because, from what I have heard, personal assistants are to look sharp in their appearance. Then add a little pink hair bun to pack my hair in a ponytail and head out.
The streets of New York are always busy. I try to use the remaining change in my purse to board a taxi because I don't want to look sweaty on my first day.
I get to the office, and wow, this building is high. I get to the reception and greet Ava and head into the elevator to the tenth floor. I get to the tenth floor by 6:50am.
I walk over to Johnson's office, but it looks bad, so I just sit at the reception and go through the rules again. It says to get him coffee every morning, but I don't even know where the break room is, so I just sit and wait for Johnson to come.
Johnson finally arrives and tells me to get his coffee or he and I are going to have a bad day. He tells me the directions, and I start the coffee machine and get him his coffee to his office. I knock and enter the office, and there he is, but today he is in a black shirt with the one-day grown beards, which makes him more sexy.
"you are late Miss Silver", he says without even looking up from his file's bringing me back from my dirty thoughts
"Sorry, sir, I couldn't find my way to the breakroom."
"Okay,"
he stands and goes to get his suit from the jacket rack
"I have a meeting in 5 minutes; follow me and you will be taking notes on every meeting and I hope Johnson has given you all the rules.
" yes sir, he has."
"Good, I have a meeting now, so be fast,"
he says, and walks out the door to the conference room.
I try to walk fast and push the door open to the conference room and sit beside him.
Everyone in the conference room is on their toes because of his domineering and cold The executive director of one of the companies in New York stands up to give a review of the monthly quarter income. He starts talking and gives out the handouts of the analyses.
" This is the quarter review for the fashion hub in Chicago in the month of February."
"$1.5 billion is missing from this quarter analysis and the profits for the past months are not aligning". He says with a look of disgust in his eyes.
" yes sir, I... we.. had some losses the past month and we didn't have enough materials to produce the dresses... Mr. Lawson says with sweat all over his face.
"You are fired!" "Miss Silver"?
"Yes, sir," I say, standing up with fear
"Get the security to throw him out," he says with a cold face and walks out.
immediately he walks out of the conference room, all the executive directors and managers present give Mr. Lawson a sneering look and one after the other they all walk out of the room, I walk over to Mr. Lawson's seat and ask him to please leave, to which he gets up with tears in his eyes, begging me to talk to Mr. Norman.
"Sir, that is not in my Job description; please leave the office and leave behind your ID card and all documents you have about Norman Enterprises, Now please leave before I call the security." I say that and walk out.
Honestly, its crazy to see such a thing on your first day at work. Anyhoo, it serves him right; stealing is a punishable offense.
I walk back to his office to report back and hand over the files of the company. "Sir, Mr. Lawson just left the and these are the files to the Fashion Hub Magazine," I say while placing the files carefully on his table."
"Is there anything you might want, sir?"
"No, its fine."
I turn to leave his office and enter my office, I move over to my desk and continue the task that he earlier gave me, then I set an alarm for when I would get his coffee.
The alarm goes off at 12:45, which is just fifteen minutes to the time, I get up and head over to the breakroom to get what to eat and prepare his coffee. I settle for some sand wishes while I prepare his coffee. After preparing his coffee, which is just black like his heart, I walk to his office and knock and enter, I see him standing by the windows and just drop the coffee on the table and turn to leave.
"Did I say you could go?" He turns to look at me
"No, sir," I reply with a straight face
"Have you had lunch?"
"Yes sir"
"Will that be all, sir?"
"Yes, you may leave."
I walk out of his office with a confused face. Why is he asking if I had eaten lunch? I shrug and go back to my task for the day.
GRUGHHHHH!
The telephone starts ringing, "Good afternoon." This is Mr. Norman's PA speaking."
Okay, sir, I will just schedule an appointment for 2pm on Wednesday; that's the only day he will be free. I reply while jotting down the schedule in my diary.
"Okay, sir, 2pm on Wednesday."
It's a nine-to-five job, but I linger until 9pm so that I can finish up the different tasks for today and help Mr. Johnson finish up the spreadsheet because, in his words, I am the PA now.
I'm bringing the last copy of the spreadsheet from the printer along with my coffee from the breakroom and immediately bump into a wall and spill the coffee all over myself.
"Oh sh*t, its hot," I mutter and look up to a pair of mesmerizing blue eyes. "Mr. Norman... I am really sorry for hitting you.
"watch where you are going," he says angrily and walks out.
"how rude"! I mutter
I walked away to the rest room and tried to clean of the coffee stain from my shirt, keyword being tried.
I just walk out off the restroom and go back to Johnson's office to tell him I would be leaving.
"Here this is the last spreadsheet; I am tired. Goodnight." I storm out angrily from his office, and I hear a faint "goodnight to you too, little wildcat," and I can only imagine him smiling.
I get to the bus stop, and I am just lucky that I could get a bus on time and head home. I get home and tell my mom how my first day went.
"So he didn't even tell you sorry"?
"Yes, mom, he didn't; he just said, "Watch where you are going," I say in a fake baritone voice.
"Sorry, dear, you will be fine. Want something to eat?" she says,
"No, mom, I am good. I will just head to my room and talk to my bestie before I sleep.".
"Okay, baby girl, goodnight."
"Goodnight,
I head over to my room and just lie down and stare at my ceiling, not really feeling like talking to someone and just fall asleep. I wake up and stretch to check the time on my phone and it shows 11pm.
I get up and head over to the bathroom to take a shower, change in to my pajamas, and get back to bed.
my alarm goes off and I stretch to check the time on my alarm and its 6 am.
I get up, take a shower, apply my lip liner, a little mascara and lip gloss, settle for a grey gown with a white inner, pack my hair in a tight bun and head out.
I kiss my mom on her cheek, grab a bite of her pancakes, and manage to leave the house and get to the office by 6:55am. Thank God I used a taxi.
She gets into the elevator and presses the button on the tenth floor, and the door closes. When she gets there, she greets the secretary, who rather decides not to answer her greeting. she gets into her office and places her briefcase and laptop on the table, then leaves for Mr. Norman's office.
She walks in after knocking and is completely blown away by the fine specimen of a man right in front of her. She walks up to his desk, places the different documents that he would need to sign, and reads out his schedule for the day.
"Sir, you have a meeting at 9am with the Wellman Company, another by 10am with the Investment Bank, and by 2pm with your lawyers to discuss the proceeding for the court case with the fashion magazine company, and that will be all for today, sir.".
"Okay, I am expecting a call from Sunrise to schedule an appointment for 12pm for them; that will be all. You may leave."
"Ok sir".
She turns and shuts the door and walks over to her own office to find a note from Johnson on top of some documents.
please help me finish up these documents. Thanks,
Johnson.
She goes ahead to work on the documents while going to get her boss's coffee at intervals.
Its 9am, and a representative from the Wellman company comes into the office, and she goes ahead to talk to tell him that the representative is here and invites him into the house.
she goes to finish up the documents.
Knock knock!
"Come in." "Are you done?" johnson asks me, peeping his head into the office through the door.
"Yea, almost".
"Do you want lunch? There are really nice dishes in the cafeteria; want to come?"
"Yeah, I think I would do that because I am really starving; I didn't get to eat in the morning before coming out; let me just finish."Okay, meet me there then." "Yeah, see you there."
As I step out from my office, Mr. Norman calls my name.
"Miss Silver, I need a document from February 2019 on Fashion Hub; get it for me now to my office".
" But…. And the remaining words because the deadly look he just gave me is enough to take me five feet under.
"Yes, sir, I would do that."
I call Johnson to apologize and tell him we can have another time, and then head over to the storage room to find the files. I go through past files, find them, and take them back to Mr. Norman.