He Fired Me First; Destiny Fired Him Next
Due to my outstanding work performance, my boss grants me special permission to have flexible working hours.
I am out until very late last night meeting a client, and I have only been asleep for a while when a call from my colleague wakes me up.
"It's already 9:30 am! Why are you late again today?"
I explain to her patiently that I worked overtime last night to finalize things with a client and have them sign the contract, so I won't be going into the office in the morning.
My colleague snickers. "You'd better not think that you can skip work whenever you like just because you've achieved top sales in our department.
"Today is our boss' son, Mr. Hammond's first day in the office. He might just tell you to pack your things and leave if you were to upset him in any way!"
Despite the splitting headache I'm having, I try to recall it in my head.
Alex Hammond, the man she's just mentioned, sounds very much like that fiance of mine, who desperately wants to tie the knot with me.