Screwing the Boss

Chapter 1: Meeting Mr.Asshole

“Come on, aren’t you excited? You finally get to get back to work after everything that happened.”

Honestly, no. I wasn’t excited whatsoever to get back to work. I just wanted to close my eyes, and crawl back into bed.

I rolled my eyes at her comment, I wasn’t angry at her, or at the situation. I was angry at myself, I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t want to go back to work, it’s not because I was lazy, it had nothing to do with that. But due to the simple fact that I was going into a completely new environment, with people that I didn’t know! I was supposed to be a receptionist, but I was definitely stooping lower than I should have been.

“I guess so, hopefully this goes well.” I told her.

Even though I was hoping for everything to go well, I wasn’t really sure about it. For some reason, I could feel all of this bad energy as I looked up at the huge multi-story building. It was weird though, the energy that I felt, wasn’t good.

“Don’t be such a sour puss. It will! You’re just not giving it enough time. You haven’t even started yet. Come on jamie, give it a break. Nothing can go wrong. At least not if you let it..” she told me. She was right.

I opened the door, to the multi-story building, and I walked inside. The air was cold, clearly the AC was on. I should have brought a jacket, I thought about that instantaneously. Luckily, I was already hired for the position that I was about to work in. So I didn’t have to do an interview or anything. But, I did have to go meet my boss, the person that I was supposed to be the receptionist for.

“ Come on, we’re going to the very tippy top!”

I followed her into the elevator, and she clicked the 20th floor. It was a slow and long ride. As we were going up to the very top of the building. As we got up each floor, I could feel the anxiousness run down my spine. I definitely was not looking forward to this. I could feel myself turning into butter.

I was very unsure of everything. I wasn’t sure why. But I knew something was wrong. I knew I definitely didn’t have a good feeling about this. Why? I have no clue. I really wanted to know. Maybe it might help me.

But, eventually, we landed at the floor. We slowly exited the elevator, moving past quite a few people that had joined us previously. The office, was absolutely beautiful. The reception desk that I assumed I was going to be working at, held a woman already.

She looked to be about 25, she was very beautiful, and she was wearing a tight black dress. We approached her, and she stared at both of us with a smile on her face.

“ Good morning, how can I help you?” she asked us, it was weird though, she talked like a robot, as if it was programmed in her to say all of that.

But I knew, she was a real person. But the way she said it, the way she talked, it sounded like she had said it 100 million times.

“ This is Jamie Barnes, she’s here for the reception position. She was hired a few days ago. I was instructed to bring her up here, and to meet Mr.Evers.”

I looked around the office, as they both continue to talk to one another. I eventually zoned out, and was no longer paying attention to either of them. Instead, I looked at the beautiful artwork on the wall. Only guessing how much it would cost to buy one of those artworks.

I started to walk away from them, I didn’t realize that I had started to do it, but I did. I started to walk down the hallway, as they continued to talk. They didn’t notice that I was gone, as I was standing behind both of them.

I continue to walk down the hall, and admire the art. I felt like the further I got down the hallway, the more expensive everything got.

I didn’t recognize any of the artist, but that wasn’t surprising to me. It’s not like I was an art enthusiast.

“ Wondering where we don’t belong? Should I call security?” someone asked.

I quickly turned around, and I saw a man standing about 5 ft away from me. He was tall, he looked to me about six five.

He had jet black hair, and was wearing a black suit. He had a frown on his face, clearly not amused by me.

“ I’m sorry, I’m supposed to be here for a job. I was just admiring the artwork, I’m very sorry.” I told him quickly.

I still had no idea who he was. But I definitely was not looking to make any bad Impressions anytime soon.

“ Oh, that’s still no excuse though for wandering off. You have no clue where you are. What if you were to break something? Or harm yourself? Do you not know how to behave? Or do you have all of these issues, I wonder why you were even hired.”

I stood there... completely baffled by his reaction. By his words! How dare he say that?

“ Excuse me? You don’t even know me. I’m just looking at the paintings. How can you be so much of an asshole that you sit there and judge me based off of me just looking at the beautiful artwork. How are you even hired? Why are you such an asshole?”

I couldn’t believe that I had just snapped like that. I was not a person that was likely to snap. Or to be rude to anybody. But I couldn’t stand his personality. It was horrible, and wretched.

He was acting like a complete and total asshole and I didn’t feel like for one second that I deserved it. Not whatsoever.

“ You know, you were just hired, so that’s pretty fucking rude of you to sit there and talk to me like that. Do you even know who you’re talking to?” he asked me.

“ I honestly don’t care. you’re a fucking asshole, and the thing is, I don’t care who you are. Because if you really think about it, nobody should be that horrible. You don’t even know who I am!”

“ That I do though... your Jamie Barnes, 20 years old, just hired as a receptionist position. You live about 5 minutes away from here, and you recently worked as a nurse. Which doesn’t make a whole lot of sense if you’re going down to be a receptionist. So I’m guessing something clearly happened. Something enough that is either making you not want to work as a nurse no more, or either you lost your license because you did something stupid. You’re also not with anybody, you’re single, and not married. I’m assuming that you really don’t live near any family either. All on your own? So how close was it?”

I glared at the man.

Honestly, a lot of it was the truth. A lot of it. He had my name, and age correct. He also knew that I was a nurse. How he knew that, I had no clue. I originally was in school for nursing, but I got thrown out.

Now, here I am, trying to work as a receptionist to make enough money to even survive. He was right about being single as well. I was single. Just a few weeks ago, after being thrown out of college, my boyfriend broke up with me.

My boyfriend of 5 years…

I also was living near none of my family. With both of my parents being deceased, I had nobody.

“ Whatever, go to hell.”

I couldn’t believe it. How could somebody speak to somebody like that? He didn’t even know me! How can he automatically start to judge me. I really wondered who this fucking asshole was, or who he even thought he was. How could somebody behave like that? He seemed completely ignorant to me.

I turned away from him, and started to walk away. Trying to go back to the place that I originally was, with the receptionist, and the interviewer. I no longer wanted to be around this selfish, and entitled asshole. I no longer had any interest in talking to him or being anywhere near him.

As I quickly made my way to the reception area, I could hear his footsteps behind me, following me…

For a second, I almost wanted to turn around, and scream at him. Calling him a stalker, but I definitely was also not looking to bring any more attention to the situation than they already were. There was no point. Or giving him any sort of satisfaction that he clearly begged for.

Instead, the second that I got over to them, I made sure to place myself right in between them, only to snap around, and stare at him. He had a big smirk on his face. as if he just discovered something.

“ Good morning Mr.Evers! This is the new receptionist, I was just about to contact you to come and let you meet her. I know you’ve been busy. But I’m glad you get to meet her before the day ends.”

And I knew it, I could feel everything I’ve just worked so hard for be thrown down the drain. I could feel my job being lost within a second. Of course that’s him. Of course this selfish, and fucking asshole that I was just yelling at, the one that was just behaving horribly towards me, is my new boss. Of course it is…

Now, I had one of two things that was going to happen.

I was going to be fired and my whole goal, my whole hope of trying to get another job, and move forward, was quickly thrown down the drain.

if I was lucky enough, and he didn’t fire me, I was going to be working for a fucking asshole. I wasn’t really sure which was worse. Working for an asshole, or being fired on the spot. Without even having one second behind my job.

Either way, both options really sucked. and I wasn’t looking forward to either of them.

“ I actually met her already. she seemed to have wandered off down the hallway, well neither of you realized it.” he said to the both of them, clearly taking a shot at both of them for their negligence.

“ My apologies Mr. Evers. We were discussing some important matters,” the receptionist said. She looked at me, and gave me a frown. it was clear that she was upset with me.

Probably blaming me for the repercussions of me walking away, they clearly only affected her.

“ It is what it is. But try not to be so negligent next time. It could be somebody much worse than her, and who knows, something bad could truly happen.” Mr.Evers spoke to her.

Still, the way he said it. It was in the most condescending way ever. I couldn’t believe the way he talked to her. It was horrible, and disrespectful.

Regardless of the money, regardless of the position that he held in this company. It was very clear that he did not care about other people’s opinions, or their feelings whatsoever. He looked down upon everybody.

“ Now, off of that topic. I need to speak with you. I don’t have much time before I have to continue about my day, and go to a meeting. So follow me, you and I are going to speak in my office. Now.” he told me.

He turned around, not giving me one second to respond to him. Instead, he continued to walk over to the big door in the middle of the room, opening it, and almost forcing me inside of his office.

I followed him into his office, as he closed the door and locked it behind him.

He still didn’t say anything. Instead, he walked over to the big desk in the middle of the room, taking a seat behind it. I walked further into the office, and took a seat in one of the chairs that was sitting in front of the desk. We were now facing one another.

“ so, what a great wait to meet each other, right? Yelling at your new boss, cursing at him? I feel like that’s room for me to fire you, correct? Or what, do you actually have something to offer me other than your rotten and spoiled mouth?”

I looked at him, I was honestly filled with tons of embarrassment. Because more than anything, I really and truly did want to keep this job. So many things relied on it. And I know, me behaving the way that I did. Clearly was not going to give me anywhere that I wanted to be.

They were not going to help me pay my bills. It was not going to help me get along in life or simply even survive.

I looked at the ground for a few seconds. I think you could tell that I was genuinely upset about everything, because he took a deep breath, and let out a sigh, “ look, I’m clearly not happy with the way that we met. But you know what, it is what it is. There’s nothing that I can do about it. Now, other than that. You simply need to understand that this is not a game. You were hired for one reason. And being disrespectful towards anybody in this fucking company, will not be tolerated. Do you understand me?”

I looked up from the floor, and looked deep into his eyes. Giving him the most amount of attention, and respect that I could possibly give.

Even though he was a fucking asshole, I was 100% going to give him my respect now. I needed this job. And I wasn’t going to let one second of it go. Just because that’s the way he was.

I honestly even thought about begging for my job. Making him truly believe that this is the job that I wanted.

That I needed.

Because it was the truth. I needed this job more than he could truly ever understand. More than anybody could understand.