“Katherineee, ”
“Wassup chief?” I asked, standing from my chair.
“There is a good news and a bad one which do you want to hear first.” She asked me while taking a seat opposite from me.
“The bad one.” I love hearing the bad news nowadays well seeing that everyday passed by I expect nothing but a bad one.
“Okay, excellent choice, good it is.” She says making me roll my eyes I don’t know why she asks question if she answers it differently.
“Your design has been accepted by the Carson group.” She says excitedly.
“Whattt??? You are kidding?” she shakes her head at my question. “Oh, my god, that’s splendid.” Well, this group recently has held a competition for architectures to design their new building and winning their deal means a lot since they are like one among the top 10 companies. The 1st is BJ group short for Black Jack. And the 2nd is Waynst ltd.
“What is the bad news?” I asked her.
“Your design was rejected by BJ group. Pity we cannot use it for other project, it was a good one.” She said. One rule in our company aside from plagiarism is not to reuse the design that was rejected by one company, as it has a high chance of being copied by any other group.
The bit of news gave me an enormous shock, as it was one of my best. I spent over 2 months for that design I usually take 1 month to complete a design.
“That’s impossible.” I said as I bolted up from my chair to which she shook her head and said. “Well, suck it up.” She said as she reached the doorknob she turned around.
“I guess I too will have to stay to do overtime then.” I don’t even have to look up to know that he is smirking. Well, nowadays we have been working overtime but not for work purpose though I am surprised that no one has caught us yet.
“Are you kidding me!!” I say after glancing my watch. “I didn’t know that our working time is over and GOD THERES LOT MORE TO DO.” I have been so indulged in the work that I didn’t even look at the time. And I feel hungry now since I have not had my lunch. GREAT!!
“Here you go.” says Richard, handing me the sandwich, which I take with no hesitation.
“You are my saviour.” I say as I take a bite and moan. God, this sandwich is delicious. Well, even if you give me the sandwich that tastes the worst I will still be grateful because I was that hungry not only because I missed my lunch but also because I have used my brain so much to complete this project.
I have to do everything to get this deal not only because it benefits our company but if our client didn’t like my design, it will cause us so much loss since half of the stuff we use now is from the advance they gave. Like the computer I have on my desk. Till one week ago I didn’t even have a computer and was using a paper. Even though I am still using paper and pencil, I have a computer just to keep everything in check and safe. I am old school at that one I like using pen and pencil and scan it to store it in the computer rather than drawing using the tablet I have which by the way I have never used, hell; I don’t even know where it is. I think I gave it to- mmm. My thoughts were distracted by the hands on my shoulder. “I think you could use some massage. You seem so tensed.”
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