Chapter Five

I spent the rest of the week going to lunch with my two more new co-workers, and while we ate, they left me know every kind of gossip that ran in the company. In the meantime, I discovered that Natália had been there for years, but that she worked at my post and that for about a year and a half she went up, amazingly from office, from one day to the next.

I found out that the main owners of the company were Christopher, with 63% of the shares, then Alfonso Herrera, with 17% and Christian Chávez, with 10%, however, he did not usually work directly in the company, and only appeared, a few times, in meetings. The remainder consisted of shareholders from various parts of the country, and some from outside.

Another thing I discovered was that Christopher had inherited half of what he had from his father, who died shortly before he was eighteen, and he was practically forced to be there. It must be really awful for you to live a tyrannical life, and out of nowhere life comes, and out of nowhere makes you responsible, maybe that was why he was so stressed.

On Friday afternoon, when everything was already properly organized for him, because I wasn't going to work on Saturday, I packed up and went to say goodbye. In fact, I was in doubt as to whether or not to do this, since, unlike the other two days, he treated me with a little inferiority, and even fought with me for having wronged the order of a meeting that would only happen in month, and I would definitely confirm that before.

I knocked on the door, but as it was barely closed, it opened. He was on the phone and when he saw me, he was irritated, which made me want to run.

— Can't you knock on the door? — Asked, as soon as he put the device on the hook.

— Sorry, I knocked, but the door was already openned and you didn't hear.

— Whatever! I did not give you permission to enter, and I think I have already made it clear that you should only enter here in my presence when I authorize it. I do business here, and I hate to be interrupted.

— Sorry, sir, this will not be repeated. — I crossed my arms in front of my body. Would I be able to take so much pressure? — It is already time for me to go, will you need anything else?

He looked towards the window and blew out a breath. — No, it's cleared. — Picked up a pen and started writing something on paper.

— Excuse. — I turned to leave, but then he called me.

— Miss Saviñon?

— Hi?

— Have a good weekend, enjoy it well so that next week you will be more rested.

— Thanks.

That was a little strange. First give me an unnecessary rebuke, and then wish me a good weekend? I closed the office door and went out mumbling, but I shut up when I ran into the two crazy girls, Annie and Mai standing behind the other door, wide-eyed.

— What are you doing here?

— Was he quarreling with you? Again? — Mai crossed her arms in front of her belly, making an angry face, as if that would solve something.

— He's stupid! — Grunhi. — But okay, I won't let it affect me.

— Seriously? Why are your eyes moist! — Annie came to face me looking at me. — Yes, they are! You didn't cry in front of him, did you?

— Not! — I made a face. — Do you really think I'll let that arrogant make me cry?

— You'll have to be really strong if you want to stay in office. After Natália leveled up, there were three girls left. He's very rude.

— But do you know what is good, to de-stress? — Annie changed the subject and I looked at her. — A happy hour at BlueBar. Let's go?

— What? Not! I have to get my car, I'm still on foot.

— We take you home.

— Drunk? Not screwing!

— We take a taxi, I don't know. Let's enjoy it, we have friends waiting for us there, and I'm dying to relax a bit with tequila and nachos, shall we? Besides, we already said that we would take our new friend, and we didn't take no for an answer.

I hesitated a little while thinking. I really needed it, and it was a while since I went out to a bar with friends, because I had no friends. I mean, I even knew some people, but I haven't had contact with them in a while. Unemployment made me stop leaving home and spending money for nothing and taking into account that at the beginning of next month I would have a fat salary in my account, I had more to celebrate.

— Okay, but I don't want to be home late. My cat needs food. — They celebrated with quick applause and then pulled me towards the elevator.

— When was the last time you had sex?

— What? — What question! Who asks that to someone?

— When was the last time you sat on a penis? Or are you a virgin?

— No, I'm not. And what does that have to do with it?

— You just said you need to go home because of a cat, or you are a virgin or have not parked even a little bug in your garage for a while.

I thought to protest, but then I tried to remember when I last had sex. I tried, I thought, until I got to the guy I stayed at for the fraternization of the last company I worked for. I didn't even know his name! And we stayed in his car, how wonderful! Five minutes in a tight, dark car, did it count? Why did the guy suffer from premature ejaculation, and it was really, really fast. I couldn't even come.

— Because of your silence, I don't even need an answer. We need to find a car. Do you prefer beetles or trucks?

— Anahí! — I scolded her and the two laughed loudly in my face. — Damn, I'm not desperate to find a man, respect me.

— There is no respect in our circle of friendship, dear. Be very welcome.

The elevator arrived and when the door opened, they practically pushed me into it, and I almost ran into a guy who was inside. I thought about apologizing, but they went down all those floors talking loudly about how I should get the spider web out of my legs, killing me so much, when the man beside me in shame. I could be clumsy and not think at times to speak, but were those two completely clueless, and to confess? I liked them.