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but there was no shortage of elevators and Suzie soon found herself in a metal box only marginally less crowded than the bus had been. Soothing muzak played over the speakers and she had nothing to see but the intimate close-up of the back of the head of an older woman. The roots of her dark hair was going grey and she had a pleasant smell of lavender about her, though the combined sweat of the rest of the hurried occupants drowned out her perfume.
The crowd thinned out as the elevator ascended. Suzie had room to move her arms again, but she didn't have anything for them to do except to fidget with her wrist watch. The march of time refused budge no matter what she did to it. In fact, it didn't seem to move at all...
"Oh, hell," Suzie exclaimed and tapped her watch again. The arms truly didn't move. By then there was only one other person left in the elevator, a tall, immaculately dressed businessman, who faced away from Suzie and quietly raised an eyebrow at her curse. Suzie tapped his shoulder. "Excuse me, sir, do you know what time it is?"
He consulted his watch and replied in a slightly nasal voice. "8.39."
Suzie cursed again. "Christ! My interview was slated for half past - do you think they'll let that slide?"
The man seemed surprised that she was still talking to him and worse, expected a response. The elevator slowed down and the door opened with a Ding . "Time waits for no man," he said and stepped out. The elevator set back into motion.
I'm not that late , Suzie thought, chewing her lip. Surely they'll understand. I've barely finished moving, I can't be expected to know the intricacies of their public transportation . As if anyone in the upper echelons of Zenith had any reason to stoop to commuting by bus. Suzie sighed. Even if they let it slide, it didn't speak oodles for her professionalism.
Top floor , a sign said. The door opened into a small reception and a couple of corridors extending down to either side of the elevators. The furniture was sleek, black wood and the carpet was a thick crimson that swallowed up the sound of Suzie's footsteps as she entered the floor proper. A woman sat behind the desk, tapping away at her computer. Her golden blonde hair was cut short and stylish and she wore a cream-colored, sleeve-less top and a short skirt showing plenty of smooth, bared thigh.
The receptionist looked up from her screen. "Hello, how can I... Oh, Suzie, you made it!" She lit up a smile and rose from her chair to hug Suzie.
"Hi Janet, nice to see you." Suzie returned the hug. "I'm so sorry for being tardy, I didn't expect the traffic to be so bad."
Janet waved her hand. "No harm, no foul. It's a nightmare to get through at this point of day, I should've warned you in advance. It's a world apart from back home. You want some coffee?"
"Is that a good idea? Isn't your boss waiting for me?" Suzie glanced down the corridor. It was quiet and empty, though the sound of distant chatter drifted through some of the closed doors. "I really don't want to make a bad impression, and I'm already late as it is."
Janet lead her down the hall to an elaborate coffee dispenser. She gave Suzie's arm a gentle squeeze. "Trust me, you'll feel better with your nerves steadied than if I threw you to the lions as soon as you stepped in." Suzie's eyes grew wide in a heartbeat and Janet laughed. "I'm just kidding, she's really not that bad."
"If you say so." The coffee machine had more buttons than Suzie's home computer, but she managed to make it spit out an espresso. "It's been, what, three years? You must be doing pretty well for yourself. You look great."
"You're too kind. It really has been too long." Janet smiled warmly and put her arm around Suzie's shoulder, gently leading her down the hallway. "Zenith has been good to me. There're some nice perks to working at the top of the world, but it's really a rather relaxed atmosphere up here. How're you finding the city, by the way? Got yourself sorted out?"
Suzie let the
The crowd thinned out as the elevator ascended. Suzie had room to move her arms again, but she didn't have anything for them to do except to fidget with her wrist watch. The march of time refused budge no matter what she did to it. In fact, it didn't seem to move at all...
"Oh, hell," Suzie exclaimed and tapped her watch again. The arms truly didn't move. By then there was only one other person left in the elevator, a tall, immaculately dressed businessman, who faced away from Suzie and quietly raised an eyebrow at her curse. Suzie tapped his shoulder. "Excuse me, sir, do you know what time it is?"
He consulted his watch and replied in a slightly nasal voice. "8.39."
Suzie cursed again. "Christ! My interview was slated for half past - do you think they'll let that slide?"
The man seemed surprised that she was still talking to him and worse, expected a response. The elevator slowed down and the door opened with a Ding . "Time waits for no man," he said and stepped out. The elevator set back into motion.
I'm not that late , Suzie thought, chewing her lip. Surely they'll understand. I've barely finished moving, I can't be expected to know the intricacies of their public transportation . As if anyone in the upper echelons of Zenith had any reason to stoop to commuting by bus. Suzie sighed. Even if they let it slide, it didn't speak oodles for her professionalism.
Top floor , a sign said. The door opened into a small reception and a couple of corridors extending down to either side of the elevators. The furniture was sleek, black wood and the carpet was a thick crimson that swallowed up the sound of Suzie's footsteps as she entered the floor proper. A woman sat behind the desk, tapping away at her computer. Her golden blonde hair was cut short and stylish and she wore a cream-colored, sleeve-less top and a short skirt showing plenty of smooth, bared thigh.
The receptionist looked up from her screen. "Hello, how can I... Oh, Suzie, you made it!" She lit up a smile and rose from her chair to hug Suzie.
"Hi Janet, nice to see you." Suzie returned the hug. "I'm so sorry for being tardy, I didn't expect the traffic to be so bad."
Janet waved her hand. "No harm, no foul. It's a nightmare to get through at this point of day, I should've warned you in advance. It's a world apart from back home. You want some coffee?"
"Is that a good idea? Isn't your boss waiting for me?" Suzie glanced down the corridor. It was quiet and empty, though the sound of distant chatter drifted through some of the closed doors. "I really don't want to make a bad impression, and I'm already late as it is."
Janet lead her down the hall to an elaborate coffee dispenser. She gave Suzie's arm a gentle squeeze. "Trust me, you'll feel better with your nerves steadied than if I threw you to the lions as soon as you stepped in." Suzie's eyes grew wide in a heartbeat and Janet laughed. "I'm just kidding, she's really not that bad."
"If you say so." The coffee machine had more buttons than Suzie's home computer, but she managed to make it spit out an espresso. "It's been, what, three years? You must be doing pretty well for yourself. You look great."
"You're too kind. It really has been too long." Janet smiled warmly and put her arm around Suzie's shoulder, gently leading her down the hallway. "Zenith has been good to me. There're some nice perks to working at the top of the world, but it's really a rather relaxed atmosphere up here. How're you finding the city, by the way? Got yourself sorted out?"
Suzie let the
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