2025-01-11 01:53:00After the first 3 rounds of delivery, the delivery van started emitting thick smoke from the exhaust pipe as he made his way back to pick up the next batch of pastries and beverages. ‘This Thursday sure has something up its sleeves.’ Jason thought wearily and felt obligated to report the boss directly as he had been instructed to do so whenever the vehicles develop hiccups.
As soon as he parked the van and made his way to his boss's office, he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand in their roots. Jason had learnt to pay attention to this rush of dread but at that moment he had zeroed in his mind on what he had to do. ‘Yo man! What's up with the van?’, The 6 feet tall brown skin security guarding the parking lot asked approached the van. ‘I really don't know.’ Jason replied dismissively as he exited the van. ‘You should be careful with our boss's babies. He doesn't like them bothered.’ The well- built and taller security with a strong German look and accent chipped in. ‘You should just pick up another. There's a free one on the premises. Tyler called in sick earlier.’, He continued ‘I'll do just that. I just need to report to father ZacXavi on my babysitting gone wrong’, Jason replied playfully to ease the tension which was building up in him. The securities couldn't help but laugh at his joke for some seconds and surprisingly he joined in and felt a wave of relief hit his body. As he made to enter the building, his eyes caught the shorter security whispering something to the taller one. In a split second, the taller one called out to him, ‘ Jason!’ He turned his face to look at them as he stopped in his tracks while holding the door's handle ‘Yes?’ ‘Why don't you just report to the boss at the end of today's work? You'd be saving yourself some time and making more money, bro.’ ‘Sounds like a great idea but I'd rather report now than later… Boss has warned me never to stall on reporting hiccups so as to get it repaired on time.’ ‘Are you sure you wanna face him now? I heard you had a not so friendly encounter with him this morning’, he said sounding so concerned ‘News travel faster when they are bad’, Jason thought ‘Yes but I have to’, He replied impatiently. ‘What is wrong with everyone today?’, he said to himself. The instance he opened the door and stepped into the building, the sense of dread which he had earlier felt washed over him again. He felt as though all eyes were on him. ‘Maybe not all eyes but Daisy's.’, he thought as he locked eyes with her from across the hall ‘What again?!... More like, not again’, he thought wearily. Smiling like one that hit the jackpot, Daisy waved frantically at him from her corner at the pastries stand. Jason could only smile back as it felt more than a little odd as he had seen her that morning already. ‘I might as well be dreaming or seeing things.’ He said to himself as he continued his mission which was interrupted by Iglesias who bumped into him suddenly with a cup of freshly made coffee. ‘Watch where you're going man!’, Iglesias fumed as he threw his hands in the air. ‘You bumped into me!’, Jason exclaimed in disbelief ‘No, you did! Now I have to make another cup of coffee’ He said as he stomped away towards the worker's kitchen. It was only then that Jason realized that his shirt was drenched with coffee. All he could let out was a hiss. ‘I need to change my shirt now... Not today, please.’ He said to himself. He felt himself gradually becoming apprehensive about his encounters with his colleagues. As Jason thought about them as he made his way to his locker in the worker's lounge like his colleagues call it. Then and again, he met Daisy in the lounge. ‘Why is she always everywhere‽’ He exclaimed in his thought as he picked out a clean shirt to wear ‘Why are you always in my face?’, Daisy said while smiling seductively Jason ignored her as he took off his shirt and wore a clean one before dumping it in the laundry basket behind the door. As he made for the door, he was obstructed by Daisy once again. ‘What do you want from me?’, He asked while staring intently at her ‘You.’, Daisy said without breaking eye contact ‘I'm married Daisy! Happily married… With a beautiful daughter.’, Jason replied exhaustedly ‘What’s been up with you lately, Daisy?... huh… you have changed a lot.’ Daisy could not help but laugh, ‘you think you are ‘happily married’, huh?’ She said while laughing. Jason did not reply as he just shook his head and left the room merely and made his way to his boss's office. As he approached the door, he suddenly caught a whiff of a familiar scent on his way up but merely ignored it. He knocked lightly at several intervals on the door but got no response. ‘Maybe I should just let myself in... All he would do is insult me for some minutes.’ He thought wearily ‘Good afternoon, Boss. I've been...’ Jason said as he opened the door. Motion and words failed him the moment he set his eyes on his boss and the unmistakable curly redhead beauty with milky skin. She was sitting on the boss's table directly in his front with his hand holding hers up to his mouth for a ‘gentlemanly’ kiss. They seemed lost in the moment as they were oblivious of his entry. Jason felt his heart churn at this sight. ‘Boss?’, He whimpered as he felt his legs almost giving ways beneath him. His voice pierced the atmosphere and obviously brought his boss and his red head beauty back to earth. Jason suddenly felt his heart, his soul and his whole body burning. ‘It cannot be her… She's not the only red head ...’, He reassured himself until she turned her head backwards to burrow into his soul with her icy blue stare. ‘Hey Jason! … There you are. We were just talking about you’, Diane said smiling broadly as she spoke. Without moving an inch from his boss's table, She continued ‘are you supposed to be done with today's deliveries by this time? It's just few minutes past noon.’ ZacXavi's voice halted whatever reply he wanted to give this redhead beauty, if he could. She has always made him tongue tied and she's doing it again. ‘How many times have I warned you not to enter my office without my permission or approval?’ ZacXavi thundered ‘And what the heck are you doing back here at this hour?... Is this how eager you are to become jobless?’ He reeled on. ‘Will you get your filthy self out of my office before I throw you out myself?’ All Jason could do was stare at his enraged boss and his own’ Dee’ in his boss's arms. ‘Dee?', He called visibly hurting as he fidgeted and held onto the door for support ‘Yes love.’ She answered with her hands straightening out her rolled up skirt. ZacXavi protested with his body language but was calmed by Dee's touch on his cheeks as she stared at him lovingly. Everything started to add up in Jason’s head, ‘Their insistence on me reporting later, the whispers, Daisy's statement earlier that morning,’ All he wanted to do was flee from the scene playing out before his eyes. And flight was what he chose.
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Jason did not realize how much time he had spent under the drizzling shower as he turned it off and proceeded to dry his body with a rag-like brownish white towel abandoned for his own personal usage.‘Beggars ain't choosers’, he thought as he recalled the fast-paced episode he was casted in few minutes earlier. His wife was the female lead, the villain in his story since 3 years ago. It began at exactly 6:54 AM when Diane couldn't hold it in any longer.Her ‘uplifting’ early morning monologues of his extent of uselessness which had replaced his cup of iced Americano coffee served cold were enacted just like he hated them. He should have gotten used to it by now but his mind is set on the notion that she'll change for good. ‘Once I get my promotion as the head deliverer. More money, more time for Dee and my Ria Thered be enough for a trip to Miami Beach for Dee's birthday She'd be happy. We'll be happy. One big happy family again I should take a loan to get a house in her name. Tha
