Chapter 9: Galene @ 0.6x nhs
“Why the hell is she getting called up on the penthouse?” George yelled at the boss. He was pointing back at Galene.
“Hey, calm down,” their boss said and shut the door.
The IT crew was pretending to work on stuff on their screens but they kept glancing up at the office window. George, the IT superstar was yelling, Mike was waving his hands around, making excuses.
Petros rolled his chair next to Galene, holding a hard drive and a screwdriver. “Hey, I see you stole the bone right off the big dog’s mouth.”
“I didn’t steal nothing!” Galene complained.
Petros tightened some of the screws. “Sure, sure.”
“Hey, I just happened to be here yesterday when they sent a ticket. I was even late getting back home.”
“I hear ya,” he nodded. He blew on the drive. “Must have made quite an impression up there. You know the stories, right?”
“What stories?” Galene spat out.
“Oh, you know. Special privileges. Curvy robotic assistants. Stuff,” he shrugged, admiring his work.
Galene had seen those special privileges, but she didn’t want to fuel the rumours. “I saw nothing of the sort. And the assistant is not that curvy.”
Petros raised his eyes at her. “So you did check her out? Huh. Didn’t expect that from you.”
“Petros, please go and stick your hard drive where it belongs,” she said, turning her back.
“Gladly,” he said and rolled back to his desk, slapping the drive into place with a practised motion.
The fight in the office ended and George stormed out towards the cafeteria, eyeing Galene with anger.
What a malaka.
“Gal!” her boss shouted.
Her shoulders sagged.