'I was in a rush' would be an understatement of the century. I was frantic and on the verge of losing myself in a panic attack.
I was already feeling horrified at being so fashionably late.
Take a deep breath Tina, it's okay, you will manage somehow. It's just the first day, not the end of the fucking world. I tried consoling myself throughout my panic state.
I didn't have the luxury of blow drying my hair properly. I couldn't find my hairdryer because I couldn't remember where I put it. I was able to dry it using the towel and the sunlight streaming in through the windows.
With the record-breaking rate of the world’s shortest shower, I dashed in and out of the bathroom within a few minutes.
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My first day at work will begin from this moment onwards. Without causing any further delay I sprinted towards the glassy building. Before I could run inside, I was halted on my way by the security. "Do you have an appointment with someone here?" The guard asked. Dressed in a dark suit and a stoic expression, the large burly man appeared quite menacing. I guess that's why he was hired for Security. His name tag read Earl Martin, Chief security. "I will be starting working here from today onwards." The guard gave me a suspicious look. I did not mind honestly because I understand it's a part of his job. Earl asked for my company-issued ID card and s
There are so many moments in life that make you feel regretful for your actions. In the end, you end up making an ass of yourself. Well, what can I say but I am a pro at embarrassing myself in front of others. Now I can seriously relate myself to that line. Yeah talk about embarrassing yourself and I would raise my hand to vote it as my favourite topic. Well, this was my moment of downfall. I was deeply regretting my actions. My regrets may turn back around to shove me deep into the ocean and sink into oblivion just like the damn Titanic. If you are thinking why am I being so dramatic? Then the answer is very simple. I mean there's a reason why my friends call me a drama queen and I certainly do live up to that name I guess. Don't judge me cause you would be doing this too if you were in my position for now. I just can't bel
The marketing department was located on the twenty-fifth floor. I dashed into the elevator and pressed the 25th-floor button from the menu. This time I was riding alone so no more pranking for now at least. Soon I reached my destination and stepped out of the elevator. The marketing department was lively and busting with workers. For a second it felt like I had entered wall street somehow. I walked towards the receptionist area and introduced myself. One thing that I liked the most about Sebstelivia Corporation was every department of this company has got its own receptionist to cater for your needs as a helping hand. “Hello Ms Kingston, I welcome you officially on board. Come with me, I will take you to your desk.” "That would be great, Steffanie.” I said to the receptionist. We went towards the right and I saw the main office hall of the marketi
"You think that you can hurt me? Bitch I have been PRANKED and accidentally called my senior a jerk in his face, on my very first day at work." #firsthandembarrassment PS: Be aware Mister Prankster, the next target will be you. I posted on my social media account and began sorting the files. Mila advised me that I had to review these marketing files and analyse the data and had to submit the report by lunch to Louisa. Since it's already past 10 and I have got only three hours to prepare my report, I started going through the files like a maniac. I checked and rechecked the data, noting down the mistakes and also recommending my ideas in some entries which required further improvement. I have always dreaded being stranded within a four wall office and doing the mundane work but here look at me, irony has decided to take a front seat to watch my dra
Mila and I both returned to our office from the restaurant after filling up our stomachs. I was so full that I could feel my bed calling me to take that very needed nap. I yawned while thinking about sleep. I looked at my watch and it was already fifteen past two. Shit, I have not submitted the files yet. Quickly I attached the files and emailed them to Louisa. Since my work was done it was time to sit back and relax a bit. I looked at my side and saw Mila furiously typing on the keyboard. No, she was hitting the poor keyboard. "Easy tiger, you are going to break that into pieces." "Says the one who was just doing the same before a few minutes ago." We laughed at these silly comments. "Do you need help with anything?" I asked since my work was finished.
“I have someone that wants to talk with you,” Louisa announced. Who could it be? Can’t be the HR cause I haven't breached any of the contracts and conditions mentioned in the employee guidance book. “Steve wanted to have a little chat with you.” Oh, so it's Steve then. Relief flooded into my body knowing that it was not the company HR members trying to unemploy me from the very beginning of my career. “Sure, I do have some free time to chat with him.” “I am particularly aware of that, Ms Kingston.” Louisa chided. What is it with this woman? Why did she have such a corroded impression of mine? And more importantly, how can I even change that? Louisa turned on the video call and Steve came into the view. There he was sitting in the headquarters office in London and casually sipping a coke. “Steve!” I exc
Guess what? History was one of my favourite subjects in school. History means so much more than a subject to all the history teachers and history lovers out there. I also enjoyed learning about the history of places when I visit any new place to get acquainted with its essence. But my history from the previous day was not what I expected to happen. The first day was a mistake but the second day would be my retake so I should work accordingly. I chatted a little with Tiffany about Ryan and her relationship. It felt quite happy to learn that both of them are now happy and on the same page. When I asked about Natasha, Tiffany didn't sound as sour as she used to before. Now that Natasha was out of the picture, it was easy for the love birds and I quote Tiffany "Life has never been better."Finally, the wheels have turned in their direction. "So did you meet any hot guy there
As I was done arranging the desk of my workspace I observed Mila staring at the family photo. "You do have a beautiful family Tina." Mila spoke, from her cubicle while standing on her tiptoes and poking her head into mine. "That I do." I smiled in response. "I never see you posting anything with your Dad though," asked a curious Mila. If only the answer would be as simple as the question itself! I have been asked this question countless times. So it didn't faze me when Mila asked about it. "Do you want the short version or the other one?" I questioned. "Although I would love to hear the longer version, I doubt whether we have enough time to chit chat or not" she uttered. "It's okay, I understand. I am glad that you chose the shorter one actually." I continued "to put it simply, I