I cracked open one of the doors just a sliver and peeked around, trying to spot if the photographer was in another room. But there wasn't another room to check—never had been.
Then, without even thinking, I grabbed the camera sitting on the table nearby.
"Alex. Oh?" There was a little sticky note taped to the camera with my name scribbled on it. Alex. No doubt about it, that's me.
"Huh?" I was totally thrown off. Wait, am I the one who owns this camera?
Knock—
"Manager?" Right then, Emma's voice came through from the other side of the door. Am I seriously the one taking pictures here? Is this really happening?
"Come in!" I yelled for Emma to come inside while my hands fumbled with the camera. That sinking feeling I always get? It's never wrong. How the hell do I even turn this thing on?
….
"Ha."
Yup, my gut was spot-on. I was the only employee in this whole damn company, stuck doing every single job.