“Hey, Sammohini.” The voice suddenly appeared after a typing lull, along with her mentoring coworker, Hank. “How urgent is that 1 o’clock?” “Oh, umm… yeah, uhh… that’s a move assessment for Nephrology for next week.” “Can you reschedule it? We’d,” and he looked around the cube farm area before dropping his voice, “like to have a team meeting since Linda and Lisa are both away. We were thinking… Wiles’s…” Before exclaiming, she calmly said, “no worries.”
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They wheeled their three found computers back from the scrap bin.
“What did you mean earlier that she wouldn’t be happy with this?”
The older technician sighed and subconsciously pushed the cart faster.
“Well, she wants a laptop instead of a desktop. Wouldn’t matter if we got her the best desktop ever, it can’t go to meetings or anything. Besides, that’d be against policy for anyone besides management. Lisa even gave up her laptop!”
“So my friend Jane applied for a contract here, and she’s, like, really good- much better at doing any sort of advanced thinking stuff than I’ve ever been, and she didn’t get it- the agency said that management went in a different direction and, you know, I’m just, well, I wanted to ask you about it- can I?”
Her manager’s office was filled with military awards.
“I understand, Sam. Lisa won’t favor me divulging this.”
“In ten years of working with The Consulting Agency, five as director of Human Resources, the part that never gets easier is determining the root cause of behavioral issues like what happened to you, Sam. We- I’m sorry that I couldn’t guide Steve toward polite and professional standards. Please accept my deepest apology.”
“Oh, no, it’s OK, Addison. I know you’re doing your best.”
Sam’s boss Linda chuckled, “you at least owe her a promotion.”
“Ten years ago, it must have been, I had a similar experience to this, Sammohini.” The two had just got coffee and were walking, discussing business. “This individual made me feel worthless constantly, belittled my work, and,” exhaling deeply, “mind if I have a cigarette?” “Sorry, I quit when I became pregnant, but if you smoke downwind, I guess it’d be fine, because you are the boss-” “Forget I asked. So, how can I help?”
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It concerns me to read your status update.
3AM, 6AM, doesn’t matter. It’s too early. Gotta get up. Outta bed now. Zombies look better. Get that coffee. Focus on something. Distraction from sleep. Get some food. Still groggy. That drive’ll suck. How’s the weather? It’s cold out. Warm in bed. Still gotta go. Can’t use sick leave right now. Just get going. Gotta dress nicely. Gotta look presentable. “Where’s my purse?” Warm up the car. Now I’m late. Today’s gonna be a grind.