Chapter 4 Office Work

Point Of View: Annie

I jerk open my eyes when I hear my alarm ringing. I sit down from my bed and run my hand on my sweaty face.

It has been 15 years, that I am having these dreams.

I look at my curtained window, from where the sun is peeking.

I get up from my bed and sided the curtains. As soon as, I did it. The strong sun rays fell on my ways giving me warmth after that chilling nightmare.

I am Annie Walters, 22 years old.

I am an orphan. My parents were killed when I was only 7 years old. Since then, I am having nightmares of that night daily.

And since then, I am searching for that boy to settle some accounts.

I work as a typewriter in Apollo corporation.

This is a small-scale company. But gave me enough salary to survive.

I don’t have any friends as I don’t like to talk much with anyone nor like social gatherings much.

I am actually invisible in my company. Because not only I am not socially active but also because of my clothes. I never wear revealing clothes in my workplace.

They only remember me when they have to run some useless errands like copying the files, getting coffee, and so on.

I take a deep breath and exhale.

I look at the clock on my side table which shows it’s 7 o’clock in the morning.

I wash up and have my simple meal. Then take my lunch box and leave my small apartment which is enough for one person.

I always take the subway to reach my office, then it is only a 10-minute walk to the company.

I am content with this kind of life.

I reach the office 10 minutes before the starting time.

My desk is neat and clean, but it will soon be covered with the files which not only uploaded to the computer but also which needed to be copied by others.

Soon, employees start to arrive.

I start to do my work as soon as my so-called colleagues started to order me around.

I know for sure that if it happens then my own work will fall behind.

As I am doing my work, Jasmin comes to me with a pile of documents.

“Hey off-fashion, complete these documents, and then copy them. I need them in two hours”. She orders me like she owns this company.

I sigh while adjusting my glasses and speak

“Jasmin, I have my own pending work a lot and I don’t have time to .. “ she scoffed interjecting me in my mid-sentence.

“Time!! Why do you need time? Do you have a boyfriend or do you have parties to attend?” her voice is very loud that everyone in the office hears her.

They all start to laugh as soon as she was done speaking.

Then she bends on my desk and says

“We all know including yourself that no one wants to come near you and pay attention to you. You are not even as attractive as a penguin. So, stop babbling and complete these files in two hours”.

With that, she turns around and walks away while swaying her hips in a sexy mini pink skirt.

Jasmin is the diva of the office. With a tall and slim body. Powdered face and makeup on it and the sexy dresses she wears every day.

I wonder if she has to attend any funeral then what she would wear or say what kind of clothes will she wear as I never saw her in anything but in short or mini skirt which hardly covers her bottom.

I don’t distinguish people by their clothing style or anything. I am just being curious that is she has any decent clothing in her wardrobe.

I shake my head and then start to work when a worker comes to me to inform that manager wants to see me.

I nod and stand up from my chair to walk toward the office.

I knock on the door waiting for permission to enter.

An angry male voice sounds inside “Come in”.

As soon as, I open the door I see the grim face of the manager and feel the tense atmosphere.

I know what is going to happen again.