“What is the meaning of this Dristan Manson!” Mrs. Wilson exclaimed. “I signed that contract! Why is that bitch not dead yet?” Mrs. Wilson came rushing to my office after I gave her a call regarding her request.
“I’m so sorry Mrs. Wilson, but we cannot accept your request,” I immediately explained. “I think you know already that we do not accept requests without any fair reason. You are being irrational right now.”
“Bullshit! So are you saying that I’m being irrational just because I don’t want our family to get ruined?!” she shouted. “That child is a fruit of their sins. That child doesn’t deserve to live nor that bitch!” She walked towards me while breathing heavily. She is mad, I already expect that.
“I understand your side Madam, but what can we do? Your reason isn’t enough for us to take the job. You’ve been our client since we started this company and I’m really thankful for you, but I hope you understand that we have our guideline.” I explained.