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Authors: T. C. Anthony
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stood in a daze.
But I wasn’t annoyed, not today. Today I was numb, in mourning for all the sadness and loss from the day before.
“Yeah, thanks. Fifty-First and Park, please.”
From the backseat, I could hear my favorite radio station; Z100 had to be the best thing in the morning, and at that moment I felt like it had been years instead of days since I had listened to the ZOO. As the radio personalities joked and giggled, I found myself suddenly paying attention. The radio host spoke loudly now: “It’s Tuesday morning, nine twenty a.m., and here’s your…”
Tuesday? Is it really Tuesday?
Ugh, there are way too many days before the weekend; there is way too much time for bad things to happen until then. I had paid no attention to or given any concern for the fact that I was supposed to be in at 8:30. And it was 9:20 now, and there I sat, in a cab, still ten minutes away from work. But, today it didn’t matter; I couldn’t put a single thought or emotion together. I just hoped to make it through the day, without Pat and Kelly and with the new boss whom I disliked so deeply it made me sick.
My cell phone went off, and the screen registered a text from an unknown number. I slid the screen lock to view the text and found the day’s beginning: Good morning. Pat gave me your cell.
Wanted to make sure you knew that I value you as an employee.
AM.
“Seven eighty, please,” the driver requested as he pulled alongside the curb.
“Here you go,” I replied, handing him a bill and pushing my phone into my purse. “Keep the change.”
“Miss, you gave me a twenty. You sure you don’t want change?”
Feeling drained and worn, I put all my energy into a smile at the cab driver. “No, keep the change. You gave me the first fifteen minutes of peace in the last two days. Thank you. Enjoy your day!” With a big smile, the cabbie drove away.
I remained where I stood, with my back to the glass building that used to be a home away from home. I took deep breaths as I remained still and silent, which, on any sidewalk in Manhattan, is difficult to do. Why had he texted me? Was he playing a game or afraid that he went too far last night? God, I wish he had gone farther. How is it possible that the one man who makes my body burst into an orgasm just at the thought of him has to go and take over my company? Life is so not fair!
“Evvvvaaaa!”
Spinning around, I caught a glimpse of someone running toward me. Focusing my thoughts, I realized it was Samantha.
She looked frantic, which meant the news had spread like wildfire and everyone was freaking out.
“Eva…Eva! What. The. Fuck? I’ve been calling you nonstop for an hour. Where have you been? I didn’t hear from you last night; I didn’t hear from you this morning. You said you would be in by eight thirty. And when you didn’t show, I thought…I thought…Oh my God, I have never been so happy to see you.”
Throwing her arms around me, she was out of breath, surely from running like a maniac, but she was shivering. I felt the concern in Samantha’s heart.
Letting go but still close up, Samantha’s affect went from concerned to utterly pissed. “You bitch! I thought you had been fired, or dead or something. Don’t ever do that to me, do you hear me?”
“Samantha, I really am sorry, but I could in no way come in here or even speak to anyone, and that includes you, without putting my thoughts and emotions in check. I was an utter mess, and honestly, it would have only snowballed and gotten worse. But, I am sorry. I didn’t mean to leave you in the dark. I wasn’t thinking. How are you? How is everyone?”
Samantha looked at me, seeking protection. “Scared. We’re all just scared. But now, with you here, I know it will be OK.
Come on, let’s go clean up the crap, together!”
“Listen, I just have to fill you in quick. Mr. Mason…our new boss…” Samantha nodded, as she had known the name but not the face yet. “Well, it just so happens
But I wasn’t annoyed, not today. Today I was numb, in mourning for all the sadness and loss from the day before.
“Yeah, thanks. Fifty-First and Park, please.”
From the backseat, I could hear my favorite radio station; Z100 had to be the best thing in the morning, and at that moment I felt like it had been years instead of days since I had listened to the ZOO. As the radio personalities joked and giggled, I found myself suddenly paying attention. The radio host spoke loudly now: “It’s Tuesday morning, nine twenty a.m., and here’s your…”
Tuesday? Is it really Tuesday?
Ugh, there are way too many days before the weekend; there is way too much time for bad things to happen until then. I had paid no attention to or given any concern for the fact that I was supposed to be in at 8:30. And it was 9:20 now, and there I sat, in a cab, still ten minutes away from work. But, today it didn’t matter; I couldn’t put a single thought or emotion together. I just hoped to make it through the day, without Pat and Kelly and with the new boss whom I disliked so deeply it made me sick.
My cell phone went off, and the screen registered a text from an unknown number. I slid the screen lock to view the text and found the day’s beginning: Good morning. Pat gave me your cell.
Wanted to make sure you knew that I value you as an employee.
AM.
“Seven eighty, please,” the driver requested as he pulled alongside the curb.
“Here you go,” I replied, handing him a bill and pushing my phone into my purse. “Keep the change.”
“Miss, you gave me a twenty. You sure you don’t want change?”
Feeling drained and worn, I put all my energy into a smile at the cab driver. “No, keep the change. You gave me the first fifteen minutes of peace in the last two days. Thank you. Enjoy your day!” With a big smile, the cabbie drove away.
I remained where I stood, with my back to the glass building that used to be a home away from home. I took deep breaths as I remained still and silent, which, on any sidewalk in Manhattan, is difficult to do. Why had he texted me? Was he playing a game or afraid that he went too far last night? God, I wish he had gone farther. How is it possible that the one man who makes my body burst into an orgasm just at the thought of him has to go and take over my company? Life is so not fair!
“Evvvvaaaa!”
Spinning around, I caught a glimpse of someone running toward me. Focusing my thoughts, I realized it was Samantha.
She looked frantic, which meant the news had spread like wildfire and everyone was freaking out.
“Eva…Eva! What. The. Fuck? I’ve been calling you nonstop for an hour. Where have you been? I didn’t hear from you last night; I didn’t hear from you this morning. You said you would be in by eight thirty. And when you didn’t show, I thought…I thought…Oh my God, I have never been so happy to see you.”
Throwing her arms around me, she was out of breath, surely from running like a maniac, but she was shivering. I felt the concern in Samantha’s heart.
Letting go but still close up, Samantha’s affect went from concerned to utterly pissed. “You bitch! I thought you had been fired, or dead or something. Don’t ever do that to me, do you hear me?”
“Samantha, I really am sorry, but I could in no way come in here or even speak to anyone, and that includes you, without putting my thoughts and emotions in check. I was an utter mess, and honestly, it would have only snowballed and gotten worse. But, I am sorry. I didn’t mean to leave you in the dark. I wasn’t thinking. How are you? How is everyone?”
Samantha looked at me, seeking protection. “Scared. We’re all just scared. But now, with you here, I know it will be OK.
Come on, let’s go clean up the crap, together!”
“Listen, I just have to fill you in quick. Mr. Mason…our new boss…” Samantha nodded, as she had known the name but not the face yet. “Well, it just so happens
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