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The smell of manure was overwhelming. I quickly placed my wrist sprayed with the eternal scent perfume over my nose. Looking around, it was a wonder I had found this place. I drove through a dilapidated service road with a small sign at the outpost.
Dollops of mud now adorned my boots. I grabbed what I can of my gear, my briefcase, and some papers from the car and tried to balance myself towards the newly built office building. Everything was under construction it seemed like.
The slippery ground of softened clay dirt must have caught my boots as I suddenly lost my balance and fell palms down to the slop of stinking mud. It was disgusting feeling.
“Can I help you ma’m?” a bystander said as I tried to get up from the mud that had ensnared me.
“No. I got it.” I said feeling embarrassed at the situation. First day in the office and already covered in mud. What a great professional worker I was.
“Overalls. Ma’m. It would be good to have them overalls.” The man said as he pointed me towards the entrance of the office.
I got up feeling disgustingly drenched with this vile mud. I suppose overalls would help after all, but what could be more helpful were extra change of clothes which I did not have. Groan.
The mud filled doorknob, opened to air conditioned office space. They stared at me like I was sort of alien who just landed in their office. I mean people with suits and ties, most likely architectural workers and engineers stopped in their tracks and looked at me.
“Oh you must be the new girl. Cindee was it?” said the woman sitting in the reception desk. She was a beautiful blonde haired woman with seductive lips and large doll-like eyes. I felt insecurity bite me with its sharp pangs.
“Next time Cindee. Try parking from the front instead of the back. That part is under-construction. You should have followed the signs.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t see the signs.” Never-mind I was basked in mud on the very first day of work, but I had a feeling this woman did not like me. I mean she was the only woman here as far as I could see.
“Here. Put these on. And sign the material release forms.” She plopped a box containing boots and overalls. Thoughts whether there must have been a misunderstanding hit me. I was supposed to be an architect, not a farm hand; why on heaven’s name would I put on a laborers outfit? Whatever, I’ll play along with this and see how far I would go.
Cramped in the ladies locker, I couldn’t help but think about that time I spent with Hideshi. How he saved me from those school jocks. I’ve come a long way, I thought to myself. I don’t know exactly how I’ll feel when I see Hideshi. I removed my mud filled clothes and put on the overalls, boots, and a hard hat.
Looking at the mirror, I felt a little funny with my get-up. I looked like someone who cleaned the sewers from the city which grew up in. I mean sure I had a cute face and free-flowing hair and hard curves from my aerobic regimen. But all the beauty I had was hidden in these overalls. I looked like a troll. I washed the remaining mud from my hair and went back to the office.
When I returned I saw that the office had emptied out. Where the heck were they? I saw movement at the edge of the office, in one of those meeting rooms. Did that receptionist not tell me of a meeting in the first place? I’ve dealt with these types before. She most likely felt threatened by my presence here: another attractive female in a sea of male architects. Well damn, I’m also an architect and she should have treated me with respect. I hate these little office grievances.
Butterflies in my stomachs stung like bees, reminding me of first day of school. I entered the room and was pleasantly surprised that it was a large auditorium. The people looked at me when I entered. Their eyes trailed at me as if I was again some alien landing from mars. Oddly, I was the
The smell of manure was overwhelming. I quickly placed my wrist sprayed with the eternal scent perfume over my nose. Looking around, it was a wonder I had found this place. I drove through a dilapidated service road with a small sign at the outpost.
Dollops of mud now adorned my boots. I grabbed what I can of my gear, my briefcase, and some papers from the car and tried to balance myself towards the newly built office building. Everything was under construction it seemed like.
The slippery ground of softened clay dirt must have caught my boots as I suddenly lost my balance and fell palms down to the slop of stinking mud. It was disgusting feeling.
“Can I help you ma’m?” a bystander said as I tried to get up from the mud that had ensnared me.
“No. I got it.” I said feeling embarrassed at the situation. First day in the office and already covered in mud. What a great professional worker I was.
“Overalls. Ma’m. It would be good to have them overalls.” The man said as he pointed me towards the entrance of the office.
I got up feeling disgustingly drenched with this vile mud. I suppose overalls would help after all, but what could be more helpful were extra change of clothes which I did not have. Groan.
The mud filled doorknob, opened to air conditioned office space. They stared at me like I was sort of alien who just landed in their office. I mean people with suits and ties, most likely architectural workers and engineers stopped in their tracks and looked at me.
“Oh you must be the new girl. Cindee was it?” said the woman sitting in the reception desk. She was a beautiful blonde haired woman with seductive lips and large doll-like eyes. I felt insecurity bite me with its sharp pangs.
“Next time Cindee. Try parking from the front instead of the back. That part is under-construction. You should have followed the signs.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t see the signs.” Never-mind I was basked in mud on the very first day of work, but I had a feeling this woman did not like me. I mean she was the only woman here as far as I could see.
“Here. Put these on. And sign the material release forms.” She plopped a box containing boots and overalls. Thoughts whether there must have been a misunderstanding hit me. I was supposed to be an architect, not a farm hand; why on heaven’s name would I put on a laborers outfit? Whatever, I’ll play along with this and see how far I would go.
Cramped in the ladies locker, I couldn’t help but think about that time I spent with Hideshi. How he saved me from those school jocks. I’ve come a long way, I thought to myself. I don’t know exactly how I’ll feel when I see Hideshi. I removed my mud filled clothes and put on the overalls, boots, and a hard hat.
Looking at the mirror, I felt a little funny with my get-up. I looked like someone who cleaned the sewers from the city which grew up in. I mean sure I had a cute face and free-flowing hair and hard curves from my aerobic regimen. But all the beauty I had was hidden in these overalls. I looked like a troll. I washed the remaining mud from my hair and went back to the office.
When I returned I saw that the office had emptied out. Where the heck were they? I saw movement at the edge of the office, in one of those meeting rooms. Did that receptionist not tell me of a meeting in the first place? I’ve dealt with these types before. She most likely felt threatened by my presence here: another attractive female in a sea of male architects. Well damn, I’m also an architect and she should have treated me with respect. I hate these little office grievances.
Butterflies in my stomachs stung like bees, reminding me of first day of school. I entered the room and was pleasantly surprised that it was a large auditorium. The people looked at me when I entered. Their eyes trailed at me as if I was again some alien landing from mars. Oddly, I was the
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