I came to work a little bit late today. Actually there’s no exact time for me to be at work, some sort of incentive as salary based employees. Usually, I’d be at office at around 8:30 to 9:00 AM. But since I had a doctors appointment and had some errands to make, I came to work a little bit late than the usual.
My day started out well. I said good morning to everyone and seems like everybody is in a good mood. I saw Cee Cee as I was stepping out of the elevator. She said “Friend, grab some donuts from the break room before the PG brigade gets here!” So I made a quick stop and grabbed a cup of coffee and donuts. When I was about to get inside my office, Rebecca (the Managers Administrative Assistant) popped out of my room, almost spilling the coffee I was holding on her face. Looks like our manager gave her some documents to deliver on my desk. I smiled at her, but what I got back was a sneer; same as the woman she works for. Hahaha!
“Good Morning, Nell! Glad you could join us to work today. It’s about time you get here. It’s freaking 10 o’clock now!” She said in a crude manner then looked at her watch. I did sense some insult somehere in her tone and in between her words. Which gave me this idea to teach this witch a lesson. Of course, I could have shrugged it off. But I felt like someone needs to untwine this girls attitude problem. This was not the first time she did this to me or to someone else. Someone needs to fizzle this girls sizzling arrogance.
“Good Morning, Rebecca! May I ask you a question, my dear?” I said to her.
“Of course, you could. What is it?” She eagerly asked me.
“Since when did you become the official time keeper of this company? I thought you were an administrative assistant. I guess I didn’t get a memo that you were promoted. Are you some sort of manager now?” I said to her with one of my eyebrows raised. She seemed stunned by my reply, she was quiet and tried to excuse herself. “Wait dear! You haven’t answered my question yet?” I said, in an attempt to pushed her buttons.
“That is uncalled for, Nell!” she said as she was walking away.
“Well dear, I’m just giving you a piece of your own garbage. Thought you’d be a good sport. Guess not!” I said in a joshing manner. And she banished quickly from our floor. However, I didn’t realize that someone overheard our conversation. I was a bit abashed of what I did to this poor little witch (really). But you’d be surprised at what my co-worker did, she gave a wink and two thumbs up — for a job well done! Guess I’m not the only one who hates her spunk, Hahaha!