First duty...

     Work. 

"Drop."

I snapped at the caller, battling with the heaps of files on my table. I needed to attend to all the files before me and approve as many contracts as I can. There are reviews and prospects to prepare. All depended on the growth and expansion of my company's status and influence. Yet, there are matters concerning the COLORFUL ENTREPRENEURS. 

"Stop mentioning the names of the companies that are of no great consequence. I have more than enough to be busied with here."

I paused, holding the stamp in my weary hand. The telephone was leaning off my shoulder blade, supported by my hurting cheek. Makeup ruined. 

"There's a recent message from IVAR MULTIFLEX UNITS. They look to be in Partn--"

"Drop. Could you please hang the call if there are no message of importance. I'm more than busy here."

I couldn't take it anymore. I could hear her stuttering over the phone. I hung the call. 

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