LOGIN“Argh!” I growled as I threw myself back into my seat at my desk.
“What happened?” Cleo asked. “He’s infuriating!” I snapped. Cleo laughed, “I’ve never seen anyone get under your skin like this before.” “Did he tell you why he pulled you from the account?” Prue asked. “No, only he has plans for me. Wouldn’t say anything else other than that.” I grunted. “What the hell am I supposed to do now?” I opened my emails and worked through outstanding queries. I sent over everything I had to Prue and Cleo. I also made the call to Dan to explain that Prue and Cleo would be the front facing contacts on the account. I was there if he needed it but was required on another project. Dan, as expected, was alright with it all. He knew that I was only a phone call away should he need me. “Are you coming?” Prue asked as they finished up to head home. “I’ve got a few notes to pull together to send you for the meeting tomorrow. I’ll head home after that.” “Don’t stay too long.” Cleo said. I was finishing up a zip folder with everything in for them when Damian appeared from the office. He came over and leaned against my desk. “Do you have a moment for a chat?” His voice was completely different. It was like dealing with two different people. “Fine.” My tone was immediately harsh. He stood and headed back to his office. I followed; there were still a couple of people left in the main office, so once again he asked me to close the door behind me. “Firstly, I would like to apologise for my behaviour earlier. I was in the wrong.” I was shocked by what I was hearing. My frustration dissipated. “I do have other plans for you. I would like you to help me with a project that I have been tasked with. It requires some skills that I believe you possess and will be best suited to assist with. In doing so, this will also mean it could open potential future options in your career for you. Everyone I have spoken with only has good things to say about you. Everyone has raved about your talent and how much of a quick learner you are. I can see, in the very short time I have been here, that to a degree, your talents are wasted. You could be doing a lot more than what you are.” I struggled to understand the compliment. Or at least that’s how I took it. “If you will allow me, I would like you to be a project manager with me on project Orion.” “What is it?” I managed to stumble the words out. “I have been tasked with looking at our spendature, the usage, and allocation of our assets. With this, there is a new application that we are looking to install to automate a lot of what we do here on site. However, to get to the stage we need to be at, I need someone who can assist me in gathering the data and producing the spreadsheets required. This is where I think you will be an asset.” “So, I will be collecting data and creating spreadsheets?” “That is an oversimplification of what I am looking for, but yes. I want you to test everything we create, help me, and stand beside me, at board meetings with the directors. Giving updates, giving figures, giving feedback, and test results. I want you to run the project with my help and input.” “You really think that I am the best person for this?” “Yes, however, I understand that taking away the massive win on your account from you may have upset you. If that Is what you would like to see through, then I understand and I will choose someone else for the project.” I was being dangled a carrot, this was my opportunity to take it or leave it. “Yes, I would like to work on the project.” I answered nervously. “I’ve never done project management before though.” “That is what I am here for. It does mean that we will be spending a lot of time together on this project. So, again, I must apologise if I gave you a bad first impression.” I shook it off and agreed. I couldn’t believe this opportunity was there. He offered me his hand and I shook it. His grip was strong, but the touch was light at the same time. It sent a wave of electricity through me. After the shake, he held my hand a little longer than normal. Our eyes met and there was a strange feeling between us. I quickly shook my head, retracted my hand, and rushed back to my desk.I unlocked my PC, sent the files over to Cleo and Prue, and got out of there. As I was putting my bag over my shoulder, I saw Damian in the doorway watching me carefully. I couldn’t quite understand why he had chosen me for this or what the moment was between us. Either way I knew it couldn’t happen again. I just needed to get started on Project Orion; I needed something to focus on. The following morning as I arrived, Cleo was at her desk but there was no sign of Prue. “Hey, where’s Prue?” I asked. Cleo scooted her chair closer. “She’s been with Mr. Ice since she got here. She didn’t even get her coat off before he called her in. He didn’t sound happy either.” “Ouch, so he’s in a fantastic mood today. This is going to be fun. Do you know what he called her in for?” “No idea.” Cleo responded. She wheeled back over to her side as I logged on. We heard the door open and instinctively looked over our shoulders to see Prue walking out the office. She didn’t look happy. I was about
“Argh!” I growled as I threw myself back into my seat at my desk. “What happened?” Cleo asked. “He’s infuriating!” I snapped. Cleo laughed, “I’ve never seen anyone get under your skin like this before.” “Did he tell you why he pulled you from the account?” Prue asked. “No, only he has plans for me. Wouldn’t say anything else other than that.” I grunted. “What the hell am I supposed to do now?” I opened my emails and worked through outstanding queries. I sent over everything I had to Prue and Cleo. I also made the call to Dan to explain that Prue and Cleo would be the front facing contacts on the account. I was there if he needed it but was required on another project. Dan, as expected, was alright with it all. He knew that I was only a phone call away should he need me. “Are you coming?” Prue asked as they finished up to head home. “I’ve got a few notes to pull together to send you for the meeting tomorrow. I’ll head home after that.” “Don’t stay too long.” Cleo said. I
Cleo was riled up enough for all three of us. I ate my lunch in silence at my desk. It was almost 4pm when Damian’s voice rose through his closed door. It was unclear what he was saying, but it was clear something had him riled up. “ERIN!” He shouted my name as he swung the door open. “Shit,” I jumped. I looked over and his face was pure anger. “Surely, he’s not calling me for my one to one now?” I asked Prue. She shrugged her shoulders at me, uncertainty on her face. I looked back at Cleo, who looked sorry for me. “ERIN!” He shouted again, “I won’t ask again.” He snapped. I quickly rose to my feet and headed over to the office. All eyes were on me as I walked over. “Close the door.” His voice stern as I stepped in. I closed the door, ensuring it closed fully and was not ajar at all. I took a seat opposite his desk. I felt like I had been called into the headteachers' office and was in trouble. He looked at his screen, seemingly reading some information before picking u
I was a bundle of nerves on Monday morning. This was going to be the start of a massive few weeks. The drive to work was quiet, so quiet that I ended up 30 minutes early. As I entered the office, there were only a couple of other people there. The back-office light was also on, which meant Damian was already in as well. “Good morning, Erin.” Damian’s voice was low as he walked past me. I wasn’t aware he was there; his words made me jump. My heart pounded and I stumbled. He reached out a hand to catch me. That was the first time we touched each other. His touch was soft, gentle, and almost caring. “My apologies, I didn’t mean to make you jump.” He spoke. I paused; a mix of emotions ran through me. I wasn’t sure what to say. Our eyes were fixed on each other and I fell like I was frozen. I had to break away. “Er, thank you. Good morning.” I fumbled with my words. A small smile flashed across his face as he withdrew his hand and walked to his office. People filtered into the o
Cleo and Prue arrived at mine around 7pm. I was just finishing putting my boots on when they knocked at the door. Cleo opened the door and let them in. I walked into the front room just as there was a car beeping outside. “That’ll be the taxi.” Prue said. I grabbed my phone and placed it in my purse. With that, we were off and out of the door. The taxi dropped us off at Flares bar. I rolled my eyes as I didn’t want a big night out, but Flares meant a big night out. Especially now Cleo had Prue encouraging her as well. I headed to the bar and ordered the first round of drinks. “I’m glad it’s Friday,” I laughed as I handed the drinks to the girls. “Oh, come on, we won’t get too drunk.” Cleo laughed. “Either way, drunk or not, this is a celebration. To Erin, who had landed the biggest job Written Ink has ever seen.” Prue raised her glass. “To Erin.” Cleo echoed. I blushed; I hated praise. But on this occasion, I knew I deserved it. I had spent months working with Dan on pos
“Hi Dan, how are you?” “I’m not too bad, thank you. What about yourself?” “I’m good, thank you for asking. I’m guessing you are calling to discuss the proposal on the new print job?” “Yes, I have looked over the samples you have kindly sent me. I have also consulted with my team. The samples were beautiful, and we really did like the roll fold side into the voucher holder inside. It gives us plenty of room for all the text options we have.” Dan paused. My gut twisted and I felt like there was something he was holding back. “I feel like there is a but coming here somewhere, Dan.” I was filled with nerves. “No, but. We would like to proceed and we would like to run with it.” “Are you serious?” My voice high pitched slightly. “However,” Dan paused. My stomach sank again, “I knew there was something.” “We would like to book 1 million copies.” My heart sank; I had just landed one of the biggest jobs we have had in years, and now they wanted to increase the print run. Thi







