answer in monosyllables.
“Have you heard from Adams?” He was breathing heavily.
“I’m sorry, Patrick. I haven’t. I’ve talked with his assistant at least 4 times but he hasn’t called back,” I was sure he was about to start spitting fire.
“Ok,” he nodded. I was confused; confusion was everything that I felt in this first day at the office I had no idea what I was doing that’s for sure. “I’m stuck,” he said taking his hands to his face, he seemed frustrated.
“Stuck with what?” I asked. Maybe if he said everything out loud it would help.
“I can’t see the problem,” he said motioning to the computer screen.
“May I?” I said eyeing the computer, he nodded. I looked at the screen. Spreadsheet, loads of numbers, he was looking at predictions. Financial forecasts of the company's divisions. “What Branch?” I asked still deep into the spreadsheet.
“Education,” he said and I quickly focused on it. I looked at it quickly, I had no idea about most of the numbers but some of them gave me an idea of what he was trying to do. “Don’t buy Stinson,” I said at the end giving him back the computer. I was sure that he was looking for reasons to buy or not to buy.
“What?” he looked at me like I had two heads.
“Don’t buy Stinson, Patrick. Education is a small branch, go for collaboration and buy them out in a year when May, Inc has given E-course enough strength. Right now the branch can grow with the collaboration and will get more out of E-course in a year. I think…,” Shit, I was not this person anymore! My first day and I was already in deep shit, I hated business management, I hated administrative shit; I just wanted to be free and be bossed around.
“Lucinda, what the fuck are you doing here?” Patrick asked and I knew that maybe it was time to retreat before the spitting fire began.
“Nothing, I am going back to my desk in a second,” I said getting up when I heard him laugh. See? Confusion. All day long.
“Lucinda, I didn’t mean it like that,” he was still laughing really hard and I was still confused. Maybe all it took was time; time to get used to Patrick the boss.
“I meant what the fuck are you doing as an assistant? I should promote you to CFO,” No! I didn't think so; don’t even think that, sir. “But I won’t, you are too good of an assistant I may never, ever find someone like you,” he was smiling and I gave away a tiny smile. I had no idea how I was feeling. He just said that I had great skills as a CFO and as an assistant. WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT SAY ABOUT ME? Ugh! I was definitely annoyed.
“C’mon,” he said while taking his suit jacket from the chair. “Let’s have lunch,” he opened the door and I was quickly behind him.
“Harriet,” that is the executive assistant that seems to don’thing because my name has been the one yelled all morning. Not in a good way. “We are going to get lunch. All my calls are to be redirected to Miss Stuart’s cell phone.” He kept on walking, I grabbed my purse and whispered to Harriet “Lucinda`s Cell phone,” I smiled and ran after him.
Mike took us to some Arab place that Patrick liked and we had lunch. “So, you are a genius,” he said crossing his arms as we waited for coffee and dessert.
“No, I’m not! You knew what I told you,” I said.
“I knew that the education branch was not strong enough to buy Stinson but I didn’t know how I was going to make it grow. Now you gave me a way,” he said smiling at me.
“Eventually you would have. You were stuck. You said so yourself, you just needed someone that hadn’t been looking at those numbers for 5 hours.”
“Maybe. Whatever it was, it means I need you around Lucinda,” he said pointing at me with his finger.
“Maybe you do need me, Patrick.” I smiled back. “I will need to go to my place at some point to get the rest of my stuff, Patrick, you asked me to pack for a week. Do you do that to all your assistants? Make
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