Elijah
I sat at my desk, staring at my calendar. 6 meetings in one week and not one of them will accomplish anything. Albert has spent a good portion of the day getting on my f*****g nerves, asking questions about the next company retreat. The only thing I can recall is him asking if my current assistant will be there because he wants to find out what she tastes like. I’ve spent over 20 years being friends with this moron, and yet he’s the voice of reason when it comes to me. I glance at the clock and realize it’s 10:30 AM, I told her to be here for lunch and bring the family. I haven’t heard anything about her arrival or her husband's at that. She thinks this is a game, fine if we’re playing games I WILL WIN.
I yell for Claire in my office, she knows to respond. “CLAIRE!!!!!” I hear he
