||*REHAN*||
I am late, thirty minutes late, and I know I would get s**t from either the managing director or one staff in the sales department. If none of them remember my existence, then I'm safe because they only remember me when they need my service, so I am hoping no one needs my service yet until I get to the office at least.
I rushed out of the bus, stumbling as stepped on my shoelace and I pause for a split second to stick it back into my shoes before running towards the large gate of the company. I would tie the lace when I'm in the elevator or my cubicle, as I neared the large iron gate the security perhaps he'd seen me from his stall. Stood up, and he pressed the button beside the gate to open it.
Unlike many other companies built in the city here, in the business streets or
