It’s the morning of my first day, and I’m laying here in bed with my new sheets rolling around not wanting to get up.
I don’t have to be there until 7 and my alarm was still set for 5:30, so I decided to snooze it a few times and use that time to will myself to get up and get dressed. I showered twice yesterday, and something tells me that I’m going to feel the need to shower after work today, so I’m skipping it this morning.
I drifted in and out of consciousness for a good while until I saw that it was now 6 and I needed to get up.
Dressing for a job at a designers office, you’d think it would be difficult because you would want to look as fashionable as ever and make a good impression all the time, but not for Greene Designs; the CEO had a dress code that we all had to follow so to not “cloud his vision.” I snorted at the thought, the man had an ego the size of Manhattan.
My closet only had one pencil skir
I woke up early and got to the office half an hour before normal all because I was eager to find out if Emma would show up to work today or not. I sat in my office and was staring out the window that was next to the door, watching each person walk by in the hallway, not even paying attention to the beautiful employees I have, only focused on that one person that I wanted to show up. The clock on my wall said it was 6:45 AM, she wasn’t supposed to be here for another fifteen minutes, I needed to be more patient than this. The sketch that I made after the dream I had yesterday was there in front of me, begging me to get finished and created, but I needed to see Emma first, I needed to see her in order to figure out how to finish the design. I saw Mindi first, then a bit of blue appeared behind her and Mindi turned a corner for me to see how beautiful Emma looked today. Her hair had the two loose strands on either side of her face like they were in my dr
Matthew left the office only a few minutes after I left him in there. What an odd interaction, I thought. He stared at me and doodled something without uttering a single word to me, then he compliments me and then stands in front of me and demands that I stand up for him.Then he looked me up and down and asked about my shoes, is he a foot fetish type of guy? It would explain why he gives out Christian Louboutin’s like their chocolates. I noticed four more women in the office wearing them.Also, what was with that random smile? And he was so sneaky about what he was drawing, I was so curious about it that it was killing me just sitting here. My curiosity was piqued and I need to know.I was fiddling with a pencil between my fingers when I looked back to his office doors. I bit my lip, I shouldn’t snoop, it’s wrong, and I could get fired on my very first day if Mindi or someone catches me.Was I really okay with risking my job just to see
I headed back to the office after visiting Isabella at the warehouse and finding nothing but disappointment there. She didn’t have the material that I dreamt of, which means that it would have to be custom-made.I sighed and put my head back on the headrest of the cab with my eyes closed. I fear I am going to end up having to make it entirely myself. We found the perfect fabric for the design, just the wrong print, and the print was what set it apart and gave it the wow factor. I rubbed my face with both hands.The cabbie stopped outside the office building and I paid him what I owed, then grabbed my bag and headed to the elevators. I didn’t want to walk into my office and have all the ladies see me disappointed, so I put on a fake grin and exited the elevator when it reached my floor.Mindi was there at the desk per usual and everything seemed perfectly fine, except that I didn’t see Emma’s brunette hair at her desk when I turned the cor
I cannot believe that it worked! He listened to me and now we’re going out and we’re going to talk, like adults, about each other’s creative process when it comes to design.It was such a risk to call him out on his shit back there but I am so thankful that I did. He actually looked at my portfolio and spoke to me when he could have had me thrown out of the building. He told me to get out, but I stood my ground and said no, and he surprisingly didn’t push any further.Now I’m at my desk waiting for him. The women here saw me exit his office with loose hair and no heels, I know exactly what they thought I did in there with him, and it made me feel sick, but in time they will learn the truth, so no reason to stress about it now.I slipped on the flats that I brought with me so that I didn’t have to wear those heels outside. Wearing heels is one thing but walking in them for long periods of time is another.Matthew exited
I don’t believe in hurting women, it’s the opposite of what I’m known for – I make women feel confident, strong, and gorgeous, and here is the most confident, strong, and gorgeous person in front of me, and I have no idea what I want to do with her.She’s perfect for this business, and I don’t want to fire her, but she keeps challenging me and questioning me, the bitch needs to learn her place.When she pushed closed my laptop, it was the last straw for me. I had to remind her of her place and make her see who she really is in my eyes, just another whore. A fearless, gorgeous, strong, infuriating whore.I knew that she was trying to fight it, but they always give in, sooner or later, they all open up to me, and Emma was no exception.I have to admit, though, that she has a hell of a lot more self-control than the others do. She kept her lips together for a good amount of time and made me work for it, and even when she g
So far, I had been sitting idly at my desk with my sketchbook, uninspired and losing patience with myself. For the first time today, the phone rang on my desk and I was so excited that I actually had a task to do.*Ring Ring Ring*“Mr. Greene’s office, how can I help you?” Mindi told me the correct way to answer the phones here, she answers her calls saying, “Thank you for calling Greene Designs,” but since I’m his assistant, I get to say that they’ve reached his private office.“Hey, I’m gonna be out of office the rest of the day,” said a familiar males voice.“Matthew?”“It’s Mr. Greene to you,” he said quite forcefully, “I’m not coming back to the office today, so…”He trailed off so I finished his sentence for him “Handle the calls?”“Yes.”“You got it, boss-” he hung up the
After my poor attempt to get Emma out of my head by using an easy fling didn’t work, I thought to instead embrace it and let it fuel me to make my amazing design. I wasn’t going to like having Emma in my head 24/7, but once this design is finished and I can show it off at the fundraiser, all thoughts of her will subside.I hope.*Ring Ring Ring*“Hello?”“Iz, I’m coming back to the warehouse, can you get some fabric and dye ready for me?”“Hm. One of those days, huh?” Isabella knew that I only got my hands really dirty with the dye when I was frustrated.“One of those days,” I exhaled.“Alright, I’ll have it ready in fifteen.”I hung up the phone and went to change into something I don’t mind getting dirty. I found a pair of jeans and tank that I wore the last time I went to dye some stuff and it still had some color on it, so I decided to
I wouldn’t call my first day a success, I was fired and rehired, thrown into a cab, and then kissed against a wall by my boss who then disappeared for the rest of the day. I met another designer in the building, though, David, and had lunch with him, which was very pleasant, but otherwise, the rest of the day was uneventful.I was sitting at my desk waiting for Matthew to show up for me to ask him about the fundraiser and how I could help. I was wearing a red blouse today and a new skirt that I went out and bought last night, along with some more comfortable heels to last me a full workday – assuming that I don’t get fired today.My hair was back in a bun, I swallowed my pride this morning and decided that I did enough damage yesterday, I should try to be good today. Besides, I also have a lunch date with David today, and I want to look my best.However much I hated to admit it, Matthew was right about it being a clean and professional look. I