“I thought you wouldn’t return. You were supposed to be here 20 minutes ago. I only gave you an hour.”
These are the first words Henry get from his boss after trying so hard to keep to the unreasonable time he gave him earlier. Now, he is going back on his words, because he can’t understand how 90 minutes has turned into an hour.
“I wonder why I pitied him earlier.”
"I'm sorry, sir," He says the words I feel he his boss wants to hear.
"Apologies won't cut it next time. I'm a man of my word, and I am very time-conscious. So when I tell you to keep to a specific time, you do it, especially when you are being sent on an official errand. Do you understand me?"
Henry nod consistently to all the words that come out of his mouth, although he know that everything is wrong about all he has just said. What he sent him wasn't official, he know it deep down within his guts, and it was also confirmed by the recipient's reaction when she got the letter. No one would react to an official letter like that.
But Henry keep his thoughts to himself as he just turn out and leave the office after his dismissal. He is going to learn how to keep his actions and reactions in check to stay longer in the company.
Feeling his bones giving in to tiredness, he walk tiredly to the elevator, hoping to just get back to his cramped office and rest for a while. But he feel like the world has just dumped cold water on him when he see a specific signpost right in front of the elevator.
“Out of service. Take the stairs.”
Really? After standing aimlessly around earlier for over one hour, rushing down to another company and back to deliver something, already feeling the tiredness of it all weighing down on me, now the elevator is giving up on me too.
He sigh with frustration as turn towards the stairs to begin his long journey from the 15th floor down to the gate post. He take the steps one at a time, feeling himself getting closer to his destination until some whispers make him stop in his tracks. His curiosity kicks in.
He tries to make out where the whispers are coming from, and he is not surprised when he look down to the next level of stairs only to see two ladies, each with a load of documents in her hand, standing side by side on the stairs and gossiping.
“Typical!”
He roll his eyes, planning to ignore them and go his way. But again, he stop in his tracks when he hear the name of a very specific person being mentioned in their conversation; Scarlet Wilson. He want to know more about her, so he wait patiently on the stairs and decide to listen in on the gossip.
"I don't think Scarlet is going to back down from this war. We both know our boss doesn't scare her." One of the ladies says.
"Yes, I think you are right. No matter how much Mr. George tries to be harsh with his employees, he can never be as calculative as someone like Scarlet Wilson. I feel like being calculated just runs in their family blood. I heard her father was as calculative as this before he passed away." The other lady adds.
“I am really beginning to feel bad for our boss. All he did was love that heartless woman despite his hard exterior. I think he really loved her so much. Why would Scarlet turn his feelings around on him and use it to blackmail him after getting some confidential information about the company through dating him?”
“You don’t say. She never really loved Mr. George. She just wants to use his feelings for her to bring our company down. She is manipulative like that.”
The ladies go on and on about what happened between Mr. George and Scarlet Wilson while Henry begins to get the gist of the matter he was thrown into earlier. That explains the reason why his boss seemed sad and scared at the same time earlier. He is sad that his feelings weren't reciprocated, instead, it will be the downfall of his company.
But the moment he agree with that conclusion, He is instantly made to revoke it when he hear the next words that come out of the ladies' gossip.
“What do you think Mr. George will do to save ABI Conglomerate? To think that he is not even the owner of the company, he is just put in charge by a family friend that trusted him. I feel really bad for him.”
“What? Mr. George is not even the owner of the company? Really? Even with his high horses? He is just in charge of it for another family? The company doesn’t even belong to his family?”
He never would have imagined that. At this moment, all the sympathy he is feeling for his boss’ predicament dissolves instantly. He feel like he kind of deserves whatever Scarlet is doing to him, although he need no one to tell him that the young lady can also be heartless. He witnessed it his self. But he feel like Scarlet may be karma’s way of teaching Mr. George a lesson for being heartless to people like him.
A part of Henry wants to stay longer and listen to the gossip of the two ladies who are still carrying the weight of loads of documents in their hands, making him wonder how they can keep it still that way without feeling any pain in their forearms, but another part of him knows that he should be at his job post.
So he choose to be diligent. He stomp down the stairs to make his presence finally known to the ladies. They also get the gist as they immediately disperse to the closest floor they can get to to avoid confrontations with him.
Henry just smile at their stupidity, although he cannot get most of the things they talked about out of his mind. Scarlet and Mr. George? Just the thought of the two in a relationship irks him.
As he finally get back to his job post, Henry is brought out of his thoughts when his phone rings. He quickly look down at the caller ID only to feel reality dawn on him when he sees who is calling; Sarah.
He has been so engrossed with someone else’s relationship to the extent that he had forgotten about his. How could he forget that he hasn’t spoken to his girlfriend about his new job? I know we had a little misunderstanding three days ago, but that doesn’t justify my negligence, he knows that.
Henry can already guess how angry she will sound if he pick up the call, and a part of him wants to avoid that. But he knows he shouldn’t. So while hoping that she would have calmed down from her anger, he tap on the green icon on his phone only to regret his actions instantly when he hear her outburst.
“You son of a bitch!”
“Not bad!”Henry sigh tiredly as he look around his new apartment after about four hours of trying to make it look more decent and less of the way he got it rented out to him. It was a piece of garbage when he first saw it, but this is the only apartment he can afford at the moment. He is glad he can finally make it look more inviting.As he slumps down on the only couch he have tiredly, he pick up his phone and call the only person who has been on his mind since he got the apartment, Sarah.She is the reason he hurries up his apartment hunting. he knows she hated it whenever she came over to the house where he used to live with David. She is the type that loves her privacy, so she always feels like David's presence in the house when she wants quality time with her man is uncomfortable.“Sarah, come on. I already apologized. I said I’m sorry.” Henry says immediately when she answers the call with a grumble.It has been two days since the call she gave at the office. You can a
“Calm down, man. It’s not the end of the world.”David says comfortingly as Henry paced up and down his room, trying to fathom what just happened between him and Sarah. He has a lot of questions going through his mind that he has no answers to. He feels hurt. He feels useless. He feels like Sarah was being too extra with her reaction. Still, he cannot help but wonder many things about her.“What if she leaves me? Can I survive it with everything going on? Can I live with the fact that the only girlfriend I have ever had left him because I’m poor?”He feels helpless as he wonder about all these questions. He just wants her back. She is his anchor. She is the main reason he believe that he still have some good things left in his life. She is the main reason for his happiness.“I can’t lose her, David. I can’t!”Henry cries to his friend as his slump down on the couch beside him, while he just gives him a reassuring look that comforts him that everything will be okay.He called David o
The city streets are bathed in the soft glow of the evening lights as Sarah briskly walks away from the shattered remains of what she once considered a relationship. The distant hum of traffic seems to echo the turmoil within her. She can't endure another moment with Henry, a man whose financial troubles have left their mark on both his apartment and their connection.Sarah, with her radiant beauty and curves that turn heads, feels a sense of superiority. She's convinced she could have any man she desires, and Henry's impoverished circumstances have become too much for her to bear. As she walks, her mind is already concocting a plan to liberate herself from the shackles of a relationship she deems unworthy of her allure.The cityscape, with its towering buildings, reflects the towering ego within Sarah. Her steps are confident, and her eyes, adorned with a touch of disdain, survey the world around her. She feels entitled to a life of opulence, one that Henry, with his threadbare pocke
The sterile office environment seems to amplify Henry's sense of desolation as he shuffles through the entrance, his heart still heavy with the fresh wounds of a broken relationship. The fluorescent lights overhead cast a harsh glow, reflecting the inner turmoil that clouds his eyes. The once-familiar surroundings now feel alien, as if mocking the shattered pieces of his personal life.As Henry mechanically takes his position as the company's gateman, his usual warm greetings to the employees entering the building are replaced with a vacant nod. His mind is a whirlwind of emotions, and the weight of heartbreak is palpable with each passing moment.Just when Henry thinks the day can't possibly get any worse, the ominous presence of Mr. George, the overbearing and abusive boss, looms over him. Mr. George, a man with a penchant for cruelty and an ego that rivals the skyscrapers surrounding the office building, eyes Henry with a disdain that makes his heart sink even lower."Henry," Mr. G
“I’m definitely going to get it right one day!”Henry gives himself the pep talk that has become an important part of every morning in his life. It is silly, He knows. But He just can’t help it. He is all by himself, lonely and frustrated.He was so naïve to think life after school would be soft on him. Had it been he knew better, he would’ve compromised all the effort and attention he put into his academics. Because seriously, there’s no point to it. He is done with school, yet he is still living in shambles.“Are you ready for ABI Conglomerate?” He shout out jokingly to his best friend who is already in the living room, waiting impatiently for him.“Yeah, you're funny!” David replies to him with a sarcastic toothy grin that makes him smile.“Come on, stop being grumpy. It’s just a job interview. I’ve gone to thousands of it for me to know that it is nothing to feel anxious about.”He says nonchalantly, trying so hard not to sound pathetic. But David being David, will always notice.
“Good morning.”This will be the sixth time Henry will be saying the same words to six different workers of the company. He get that is how it is going to be for him hence on, greeting the people He is supposed to be working with respectfully while they all reply to him with their noses as if they've got no mouth.“It’s going to get better.”He does the thing he do best, reassure himself that everything will be miraculously okay when he knows deep down within himself that they are just his wishful thinking.He is broken out of his self-pity session when a beautiful-looking Black Mercedes car stops just outside the gate, honking impatiently for him to open the gate as if the car didn't just arrive about a second ago.He doesn’t need the genius to tell him who that is, for some reason, he already know who exactly can own that kind of car in such a company.He opens the gate hurriedly, running over to the side of the gate in order not to be crushed by the angry driver of the car, but he
“What is my offense again?”Henry is left to wonder this question over and over again in his mind as he stand idly beside Mr. George’s secretary who doesn’t seem to give a crap about him, even with the fact that he has been standing beside her for the past 32 minutes ever since she informed him that he is being summoned by Mr. George.A part of him wants to question the secretary about the time Mr. George would have his time, but he know that would be stupid of him. So he just bite his tongue hard in his mouth, preventing himself from blurting out the wrong word that may cost him his job.After some time that feels like forever, Mr. George finally places a call to his secretary through the intercom for Henry to come into his office. So without wasting any moment, he makes his way diligently and carefully to Mr. George office’s doorway, trying his best not to give in to the tiredness of his leg after standing for over an hour without any tangible reason.He knock politely on his offi