9| Give her the damn job!

Axel had just finished a 3-hour-long meeting with some clients, and he was sitting by his desk, taking a little break before continuing with his work for the day.

Tom Evans—Axel’s assistant—knocked on his door and opened it almost immediately, without waiting to be permitted to enter.

"How many times have I told you, Tom?" Axel asked, a frown creasing on his forehead. "Stop entering my office before I permit you to enter."

"I’m sorry, sir." Tom said quickly, as he approached him.

"So, why are you here?" Axel asked.

"I just wanted to ask whether you would like to filter out the applicants you want to come for the physical examination. Or should I do it myself?"

"Please go on with it." Axel permitted.

Axel stared at the stack of documents that were piled up on his desk and heaved a sigh. He was already tired from the work he was going to do.

He hoisted his head up to see that Tom was still standing there, after he had permitted him to screen the applicants. "Why are you still standing th