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amazing corned beef on rye and matzo ball soup and although the year was 2015, they ran the place like it was the 60’s with a personal touch in everything they did. Mrs. Zilberger ran the place as her parents and grandparents before them had, they didn’t deliver, microwaves didn’t exist and if it wasn’t the freshest it could be it simply wasn’t served.
The mere idea of opening my mouth to insert something made my head swim and my gut roll. “Thanks but I’m going to have to pass…do we by chance have any Tums or Alka-Seltzer?”
“Second drawer of your desk near the back, there’s Alka-Seltzer and a bottle of water. Are you not feeling well?” Clair asked. “Bernice wasn’t either, she went home sick. Maybe something’s going around.”
“I’ll be fine,” I lied.
“Okay, and you’re sure you don’t want anything, chicken soup maybe?”
“Nothing,” I said, ready to hang up before I threw up. “Wait. Is Mr. Cooper in today?”
“Yes, however he’s with a client. Did you want me to let him know you’re looking for him?”
“No!” I practically shouted. “I mean, I’ll see him later.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?” she asked, skepticism ringing in her voice.
“Yes, I’m sure. Goodbye Clair Bear.”
Once I had located the Alka-Seltzer, I poured the water into my glass, plopped the two white tablets in and watched them fizz from the bottom of the glass. I drank as much of the salty liquid as I could manage without puking and rested my head on the desk. Never again I promised my upset stomach, willing it to stop churning if only for a half hour or so. What I would have given to be at home tucked into my nice warm bed.
Everyone was seated at the board room table waiting for me, I was late as usual. EJ gave me his customary scowl and the others granted me irritated glances as I walked into the room and noted the only seat available was right next to Mr. Cooper.
Was it possible for my day to get any worse?
“You don’t look so good,” Harley said, once I was settled and took a long sip of water from the glass on the table in front of me.
As usual, he looked amazing. Sinfully delicious in his signature crisp white shirt and a hot pink skinny tie, the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up just below his elbows, revealing strong muscular forearms lightly dusted with blond fluff. I remembered them wrapped around me.
“Thanks.”
“Are we ready?” EJ asked, sitting up a bit taller, clicking his pen. “I called this meeting because as most of you know, there are only six days remaining before Dyson’s position changes and we need to make prearrangements regarding the change in funds, shares etcetera.”
I took in a deep breath and swallowed back the urge to jump across the table and wrap my hands around EJ’s sanctimonious throat, squeezing until every ounce of life was drained from him. Then I’d make my rounds to Clayton and Tobias’ holier-than-thou asses, inflicting the same dose of venom on each of them, with a complimentary smile of course.
“I still have time,” I said, trying not to come across as too pitiful.
“It is in the best interest of this company to make sure everything is in place,” Clayton said, never looking in my direction, “Just in case.”
Way to show support , I thought. I felt like an old scabby horse past its prime being led to the glue factory doors. I could practically smell the noxious fumes of solvent in the air.
“Just in case…just in case?” I repeated his words, my head bobbing frantically. “Let me tell you something…a friend recently told me that my brothers were assholes, I was such a fucking loser that I tried to defend you…now I know it’s true. You are assholes. You can’t wait to fuck me over, next thing you’ll be telling me is that I don’t have a fucking job either.”
“You’re out of line kid,” EJ snarled.
I took my key ring from my pocket and threw it onto the center of the table, a dramatic gesture
The mere idea of opening my mouth to insert something made my head swim and my gut roll. “Thanks but I’m going to have to pass…do we by chance have any Tums or Alka-Seltzer?”
“Second drawer of your desk near the back, there’s Alka-Seltzer and a bottle of water. Are you not feeling well?” Clair asked. “Bernice wasn’t either, she went home sick. Maybe something’s going around.”
“I’ll be fine,” I lied.
“Okay, and you’re sure you don’t want anything, chicken soup maybe?”
“Nothing,” I said, ready to hang up before I threw up. “Wait. Is Mr. Cooper in today?”
“Yes, however he’s with a client. Did you want me to let him know you’re looking for him?”
“No!” I practically shouted. “I mean, I’ll see him later.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?” she asked, skepticism ringing in her voice.
“Yes, I’m sure. Goodbye Clair Bear.”
Once I had located the Alka-Seltzer, I poured the water into my glass, plopped the two white tablets in and watched them fizz from the bottom of the glass. I drank as much of the salty liquid as I could manage without puking and rested my head on the desk. Never again I promised my upset stomach, willing it to stop churning if only for a half hour or so. What I would have given to be at home tucked into my nice warm bed.
Everyone was seated at the board room table waiting for me, I was late as usual. EJ gave me his customary scowl and the others granted me irritated glances as I walked into the room and noted the only seat available was right next to Mr. Cooper.
Was it possible for my day to get any worse?
“You don’t look so good,” Harley said, once I was settled and took a long sip of water from the glass on the table in front of me.
As usual, he looked amazing. Sinfully delicious in his signature crisp white shirt and a hot pink skinny tie, the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up just below his elbows, revealing strong muscular forearms lightly dusted with blond fluff. I remembered them wrapped around me.
“Thanks.”
“Are we ready?” EJ asked, sitting up a bit taller, clicking his pen. “I called this meeting because as most of you know, there are only six days remaining before Dyson’s position changes and we need to make prearrangements regarding the change in funds, shares etcetera.”
I took in a deep breath and swallowed back the urge to jump across the table and wrap my hands around EJ’s sanctimonious throat, squeezing until every ounce of life was drained from him. Then I’d make my rounds to Clayton and Tobias’ holier-than-thou asses, inflicting the same dose of venom on each of them, with a complimentary smile of course.
“I still have time,” I said, trying not to come across as too pitiful.
“It is in the best interest of this company to make sure everything is in place,” Clayton said, never looking in my direction, “Just in case.”
Way to show support , I thought. I felt like an old scabby horse past its prime being led to the glue factory doors. I could practically smell the noxious fumes of solvent in the air.
“Just in case…just in case?” I repeated his words, my head bobbing frantically. “Let me tell you something…a friend recently told me that my brothers were assholes, I was such a fucking loser that I tried to defend you…now I know it’s true. You are assholes. You can’t wait to fuck me over, next thing you’ll be telling me is that I don’t have a fucking job either.”
“You’re out of line kid,” EJ snarled.
I took my key ring from my pocket and threw it onto the center of the table, a dramatic gesture
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