“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 is stopped in his tracks when he feel a cold liquid right on his back as if someone just dumped a bottle of water on me.
Instinctively, he look back to see what is going on only to see that his guess was right all along, the driver is holding a bottle of water that is now halfway empty, while giving him the most sinister expression he has ever seen on his face.
“This is why I hate employing morons out of pity. They just mess your day up.”
Mr. George says disgustedly as he drives off into the parking garage, while Henry on the other hand stands where he is, trying to decipher what just happened.
"Am I really that insignificant here? Is this what I signed up for? Is it a norm for him to bully anyone whenever he feels like it? Isn't the embarrassment he gave him yesterday enough?"
Many thoughts fill his mind as he try to fathom the level of wickedness of his employer, but he just comes up blank with confusion.
If you haven't already guessed, Mr. George is the CEO of ABI Conglomerate, and he was also the one who interviewed him yesterday, raining all sorts of insults on him. And seeing the kind of official environment he breeds, Henry is not surprised that all of his employees are just as rotten as him. None of them is moral enough to reply to his greetings since he got to the company. They just walk past him and give him the best dirty look they can muster.
“I am really regretting employing you right now! You are just an idiot.”
Mr. George says again after parking his car, shocking Henry the more with his level of commitment to bullying me. I mean, did he have to walk back to the gate post just because he wanted to rain insults on me when the parking lot was a lot closer to the elevator that would take him to his office?
"What now? Are you dumb? Can't you reply when someone is speaking to you? Do I look like someone you can ignore? I am feeding you, young man!"
Mr. George says again when he didn't get a reply from Henry earlier, I guess his ego is finally hurt a little. Just the thought that Henry finally did something that hurt his boss’ ego makes him feel like his day will not be as bad as he imagined it to be, although he don't know how he expected him to reply to his insults.
“Am I supposed to say ‘thank you for insulting me’?”
“I am sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to ignore you.” Henry finally reply when he feel his fierce eyeballs piercing a hole into his skull.
“Why do I even bother with you? You are just a useless nobody.”
At this point, Henry has decided to block out his insults. He is not going to let a vulgar man's insult affect the way he think about himself. Obviously, he is just bitter, and he needs someone to take it out on. So rather than giving him a pained expression, he look at him with a bright smile he wasn't expecting as he give him the only reply he can.
“I am sorry, sir.”
“Whatever!” He says again, but as he turns to leave, he stops in his tracks and turns back to look at him with one of his famous sinister smiles.
“What now?”
“Just so you know, I am not only paying you to open this goddamn gate, you need to earn your pay. You are also in charge of picking up the garbage around and emptying the trash cans. Did I make myself clear?” He says with a wicked smirk.
“Why am I not shocked any longer?”
“I will keep that in mind, sir” Henry reply curtly.
"You better do. Your certificate is irrelevant here. As long as your assignment in this office is to close and open the gate, you will run errands for me and everyone in this building. And for your information, I will not hesitate to get rid of you if you fail in any of those duties. This is not just a gateman's work, there are other assignments attached to it. The former gateman's employment was terminated because he couldn't keep up with the work."
Mr. George gives him all the dos and don’ts of his little job in the office, while Henry does his best nod to every one of his words in order not to get on his bad side again.
“That is even if he has a good side to himself.”
“Oh, I hope you’re as lazy as the formal man in your position. And I hope you come late to work also. Getting rid of the likes of you always makes my day."
Mr. George says lastly as he finally walks away from him, while Henry is left to wonder why he employs ‘the likes of him’ in the first place if he hates their guts.
“You just need the likes of me to do your dirty jobs like opening the gate, right?”
He sigh frustrated as he slumps on the couch in the little office he is given at the gate post. He doesn’t want anything to ruin his day this early, although a part of his boss’ words resonates with him.
"I need to do something about my accommodation if I don't want to lose this job."
The place he lives in with David is so far away from the office, and he need to act fast on relocating before things go south for him because of it. He really can’t afford to lose his job.
And for some reason, he really want to see the depth of Mr. George's wickedness. He is beginning to interest him, and he is eager to see how far he can go with his wickedness, especially when they don't affect him any longer.
“Let’s see how far he can really go!”
“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
“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 lik
“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.
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
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
“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
“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
“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 lik
“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
“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
“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.