4

"Holy fuck!" Red screamed throwing off her bed covers as she leapt from the bed. "Shit! Shit! Shit!" She exclaimed.

The bright blinding light streaming through the windows had woken her.

She looked at the window and saw the sun was shining brightly.

"Fuck!" She cursed again.

She grabbed her old phone from the floor and checked the time. It was 2:00pm and that meant she had over slept and missed her interview.

"Calm down Red." She sighed taking in deep breaths, "There is no cause for alarm." She continued talking to herself, "You can still make it."

Make it? Her subconscious snarled, the interview was fucking six hours ago. Numbskull.

She ignored her inner buddy and thought of what to do.

She had to be there, she couldn't miss it.

          Red thought since the interview started by eight o'clock. There would be a lot of people and it would take about fifteen minutes to interview one. So she figured applicants would still be there and if she was fast enough she could still get there and be among the last people to be interviewed.

She grinned inwardly at her observation and calculations.

   

             Red needed to get there immediately.

She needed to clean up and change her clothing.

But she didn't.

She sniffed her armpits and figured she didn't smell too bad.

She cupped her hands and blew breath in it. She was repulsed by the stench but also thought it didn't smell that bad either.

She didn't bother changing.

She grabbed her purse from a small table in the room and dashed out of the house still wearing her old pyjamas.

           Red raced to an interview she wanted to ace in old PJs, scattered hair, unwashed body and an  unbrushed mouth.

She went to her interview as a mess.

         

    

           Daniel was disappointed.

None of the applicants actually suited his taste. He didn't think any of them was fit for the job and he was having a hard time picking one.

The men that came in for the job offer were either too dumb for him or too unqualified and the ladies were always making passes at him or had no idea what the job was about.

One of them didn't even go through high school.

"What did you say your name was again?" He asked the lady he was with presently.

She had platinum bleached blonde hair, tanned skin and a funny looking face that he knew had undergone numerous plastic procedures.

"Veronica." She smiled coyly batting her lashes at him, "But you can call me vee sir." She winked.

"Okay Veronica." He sighed, "Where have you worked previously before?" He asked her, "Hand me your CVs." He requested.

"Once at a mall and also as a receptionist at a bank."

"Okay, Good." Daniel nodded scanning her CV. It looked a bit manageable to him.

"What do you know about being a personal assistant?" He asked lifting his head.

"Well sir." She said in a sultry voice, "Aside making you coffee, giving you blow jobs, hand jobs, making your time in bed memorable and going with you on those exquisite and expensive travels." She winked, "What else is there to it?"

The heck?! Daniel looked at her puzzled, what the hell is she spewing?

"You know Mr Daniel." She reached out her hand to touch his grazing it slowing with her fingers, "You look like the kinda guy that likes to be called daddy."

He was controlling his temper now.

"I could show you a great time love." She said further, "You wouldn't regret it."

"Vee." He said sweetly.

"Yes." She batted her lashes yet again thinking he had interest cause he called her Vee, "Anything for you daddy." She bit her lower lip seductively.

"Vee." He called sweetly yet again.

"Yes daddy." She purred.

"GET OUT!!!" He thundered.

           

            Red was stuck in traffic. She considered getting down from the taxi and continuing her journey on foot but she was too lazy to do so.

She wasn't even worried about missing the interview completely any more.

She came to a resolution that when she gets there she would demand a meeting with the boss apologise for her lateness and demand for the job.

With that, she sat laid back comfortably in the taxi munching joyfully at the half eaten pack of crackers she found in the seats.

The only thing she considered to be her problem presently was where she was gonna find a can of water to go down with the crackers.

As if the heavens above heard her thoughts, she looked to her side and found a full unopened can of water.

She didn't waste time in reaching out and grabbing it.

"Pheww." She sighed, "Problem solved." She muttered.

           

            Daniel sipped from his third cup of coffee.

"Next!" He yelled.

A brunette woman came in. She wore a tight gown and her massive boobs were almost spilling out of her clothing.

She was chewing a gum and popping it loudly.

He rolled his eyes.

"Sit." He said, "And hand me your CVs."

"Okay sir." She took her seat and handed him a file.

"What's your name?" He asked tiredly getting frustrated of asking the same question for a couple of times now.

"It's Harriet." She answered popping her gum and the sound was beginning to irritate Daniel.

"How old are you?" He questioned further.

"27." She answered.

"Married?" He asked.

"Yes." She replied.

He nodded happily being glad that she wouldn't at least make a pass at him.

Daniel opened the file checking it out as he questioned her further.

"What did you study in school?" He asked her unsure of what was written in her CV.

"Cosmetology."

"Say wah?"

"Cosmetology."

"And you want to be a personal assistant?" He asked rhetorically, "You do not have a job?"

"I do."

"Then why do you want to be a Personal assistant?" He asked, "And what do you know about the job?"

"Well..." She popped the gum again and at this point Daniel wanted to force his hands in her mouth and pull the gum out, "First off I heard you were hot and I know nothing about this job."

"So you applied cause you heard I was hot?"

"Yes." She winked at him, "And they didn't lie, dammit!"

Daniel was beyond irritated and It wasn't long before he threw her out.

            Red rushed through the company's halls ignoring the weird and disgusting looks she got from the staff she passed by.

At a point she broke into a Run and finally reached the receptionist table.

"Excuse me ma'am." She said tapping her hand on the table.

The woman at the table looked up at her accessing her with a quizzical look.

"How may I help you?" She finally broke her silence.

"I am here for the interview." Red stated.

"What interview?" The woman asked watching her cautiously.

"Your company put up an ad that they needed a personal assistant." She told her, "I am here for the interview." She said glancing around.

"I am afraid." The woman said fearing Red was an escape lunatic, "You have got the wrong place dear."

"No I don't." She said opening her purse and reaching into it, "This is the right place." She handed over to the woman the ad she had torn off the tree "That's the ad I saw."

"Well, you are l..." The woman didn't finish her statement before she saw Red racing to the CEO's office.

Oh dear, She panicked, he's going to kill me.

"Wait!" She ran after Red, "Don't go in there." She screamed.

            Red pushed the door and entered the office.

"Good afternoon." She greeted.

"How may I..." The man raised his head and took one look at her, "Who the hell are you?"

"Oh, It's you!" Red snorted, "The stingy rich man."

Daniel looked at the dirty looking lady in front of him and was puzzled, "Me? Stingy rich man?"

"Yes, you." She waved an accusing finger at him.

He looked at her more intently and noticed her Red hair and then it dawned on him who she was.

She wasn't the person he wanted to see right now.

"I am really sorry sir." His receptionist walked in, "I tried my best to stop her."

"You let this lunatic in my office?!" He growled.

Daniel was beyond livid as he watched Red stand there calmly with an innocent look on her face.

She was the last person on earth he wanted to see.

His worst nightmare was before him and he knew he was in trouble.