After Jamie Lee Peyton showed me his attitude this morning, I have myself prepared to welcome a long hard day for my first day at work. However, before I can put my courage and strength to the battle and fight, Jamie Lee Peyton walks out of his office and comes to me.
“Boss!” I called in a man’s voice, “I mean, boss.” and then in a woman’s voice after I cleared my throat. I stand up from my seat, “How may I help you?” I asked, trying to show him some efficiency and some performances.
While there, Jamie Lee Peyton suddenly called my name. Is he going to pick on me again? If he is, I think I can take it, ridicule o
The next morning, I wake up much earlier than usual and get prepared for work. I take a cab and arrive at the company at six thirty, which I am extremely certain that Jamie is not going to be any earlier than me.However, just as I reach my desk, I see lights seeping out of the gap of the huge wooden doors. Jamie is now inside the office.Oh no, oh no, oh no.What time did he enter? Ain’t he the boss? Why would he need to be here so early?How long has he been in there? Did he even go home yesterday? Did he sleep in the office? How is it possible for me to be here earlier than him? What time exactly should I be here for the rest of my days!?No! If I
We can definitely have some talks about work and company. Since I am new here, I certainly have an excuse to start a talk intending to know more about this company and my job in the future. Work talk is perfect to fill the empty spaces here, but... won’t it bring less affability?Right, how about we talk about our families? Topics about families always bring people together, like our parents, siblings, relatives, and even pets... That’s a perfect idea! But wait.I heard Mila said Jamie doesn't like to be addressed by his family name, doesn’t that mean that he doesn’t like to be reminded with family related things? Talking about families might lead things to an opposite effect, I believe that can get me into more trouble.So, no work, no families, what
Afternoon sun shines, people are walking out of their office buildings and walking into the streets like swarms of bees, heading to where they need to take their meals.I am currently sitting in the driver seat of a Mercedes-Benz S-Class. My tight skirt almost spit into half when I spread my legs. I place my hand on the steering and place my foot on the brake pedal.Wickedly, I smirk at Jamie who is sitting at the back through the rear view mirror. If only my eyes can talk——Brace yourself, Jamie. For the first time of my life, I am going to drive in high heels.Just by the moment I am ready to start the car, I pull the gear and release the brake. However, just a second before the moment I am going to move my foot to the accelerator pedal, my ankle bends to the ri
After I park the car outside of a coffee shop named Coffee Bloom, Jamie stays in the backseat of the car while I get down to get him his meal with the Centurion Black Card he handed me.As the workers are working fast, at a peak hour like this did not take me too long to get to my que.Just when my turn finally arrives, I repeat Jamie’s order at the male barista who is standing behind the counter putting up a big smile at me.There I go, “Can I have a cup of ristretto, and a grape wine lamb and porcini lasagna to go please? If it’s possible, please make it quick, my boss doesn’t like to wait.”Trying to make it quick, I hand the Centurion Black Card to the barista right after I place my
As he hears me, Jamie shows me a disgusted face and squints at me in suspicion, “Did you sneeze in the paper bag?” he asked. I shake my head, “Of course not.” or should I? How about next time? After I mention it, Jamie cranes his neck and takes a look at the paper bag I put down on the front passenger seat. “Why is there only one paper bag?” curiously, he asks, “Did you get yourself a meal?” Did I get myself a meal? Wait. Should I get myself a meal? Oh. Now that I think of it, he said I need to work when he is working, and naturally that means I should have a meal when he is having! It was so intense to get Jamie his lunch that I totally forgot ab
After having a wonderful alone time with my lunch at a Chinese restaurant I love, I return to the office. Just as my lunch credit hours for today is completely used up, Jamie calls me into his office.“Yes, boss?” I crane my neck out as I ask standing at the door.Jamie remains his eyes on the documents he is busy going through, “You should stay in the office for the rest of the day, you should be standing by for jobs at all times.” he mentions to me, “At the same time, it is better that you watch and learn how I need to deal with people to get my days scheduled in my way.”Putting up a smile, I walk into the office and close the door, “Yes boss.”Yes, I should learn m
Although being a standing lamp is easy, I have been standing behind Jamie for about almost three hours, in high heels.Never knew the session needed me on my feet when he called me inside. Does all the secretary have to stand in these shoes all day long?How long should I stand? For the rest of my days in Minerva? God. The shoes are killing me. My legs are numb and my feet are hurt...Oh I know, how about we do some stretching? Stretching sounds like a good idea, it might help if I move and adjust a little. Or maybe, even cleverer, I shall take off my shoes without Jamie knowing it. He is drinking his ristretto with his back facing me anyway, he won’t realize.Can’t believe I figured it out. I am a geniu
“This is ridiculous. Get up.” impatiently, he orders, “Go get some rugs or just go get the janitor to clean this up.” I turn slightly stunned at his words, “Really?” I don't have to lick the floor anymore? But, “What about you? Your face and shirt are all messed up…” Looking at himself, Jamie gives another long sigh, “It's no big deal.” unexpectedly, he chooses to spare me, “I have some spare clothes in the bathroom. I can take a quick bath.” he said. Thanks, God. Thanks, Jamie. I promise not to dip my high heels in your coffee ever again. EVER. Seeing Jamie standing up from the chair and walking towards his private bathroom, thinking that maybe I can help, I follow him at the back.