A Narrative by Katie “Sister of the Attorney” Hughett and Colton “Cold Knees” Shillings
Standing in the office with hate gradually growing in my body, I make a cup a coffee for the man who writes my paychecks. “Mike, get in here,” he states.
Guess who has to go buy him a bagel…again. “Yes sir,” I say on the outside, but on the inside a ball of fury builds. I keep my cool and go with the flow.
He doesn’t know this, but all of this just might come back and haunt him for the rest of his miserable life.
“Mike!--Mike!--Mike! Guess what day it is?” asked Mr. Mel.
“Fine, Cam.” I was then notified by my cubicle neighbor that I had to stay late because my boss “said so.” Little does my boss know my five-year-old daughter has a ballet …show more content…
I fail and drop the bagel too; it was blueberry! My papers are strewn on the sidewalk; my bagel is rolling toward a gutter, but not a single drop of coffee was …show more content…
I don’t even bother with the coffee and the bagel; however, my concern was drawn toward my flying papers. I had to retrieve them for my own good. I struggle to get them and finally collect all of them; I then run to work.
I slide through the doors and the doors of the elevator only to find that it’s out of order. Decisively, I skapper to the other elevator opposite this side of the skyscraper.
I finally reach my floor and start thinking of a “good-enough-excuse” as to why I am late; “Running after papers” isn’t very plausible in my bosses’ eyes.
I step out of the elevator to find the office in a quiet, subtle mood. Finally, a place I can relax. I get to my cubicle to find that, for once, I didn’t have direct orders from my boss to do something for him. Very odd.
As a smile starts to widen across my clean-shaven face, I look over my shoulder to find my boss crying on his desk. Oh, crap! It’s the bagel and coffee that he didn’t see in my hand as I walked in. Crying over a bagel!
I quietly knock on the door, only to hear more sobs coming from the room. Worried but confused, I hesitantly walk in. “What's the