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Author: Evelyn Troy
looked at the piece of paper that Tyler had given her. “Is that your ‘to do’ list?” Mary asked.
“Yeah. And I have no clue where to even start.” Isobel’s voice gave her away with regards to just how nervous she was feeling. “I mean, he wants me to take his suit to the dry cleaners, but I don’t know where the suit is or which one he even uses.” Her voice had risen as she talked, and she took a deep, calming breath to calm herself down.
“It’s not as bad as it seems, hon. I’ll let you in on a little secret, shall I?” Mary was being so nice that Isobel could have hugged her, but she settled for just giving her a nod. “Okay, Jenny was always running late or disappearing when she should have been working, but she always expected us to cover for her so she left a list in her drawer of relevant information.” While she was talking, Mary had been rummaging through the desk, and she pulled out an A4 piece of paper with a triumphant flourish. “Ha! Here you go sweetie. This has contacts, Boss Man’s preferences and anything else you might need to know on it.”
She handed Isobel the paper and told her to let her know if there was anything else she could help with, and then she walked away to her own work station. Isobel took a seat at her own desk and then looked at the two pieces of paper she held, making a mental plan of attack. She figured that the first thing she should do was to get Tyler’s suit to the dry cleaners, so she found the address on the list made by her predecessor and then collected the suit that was hanging on a cabinet door, rightly assuming by its size and the fact that he was the only male that she’d seen working up here, that it belonged to Tyler.
Forty minutes later she was back at the office building, walking through the main doors as though she had been working there for years and not just started that morning under false pretenses. As she passed by the front desk, the receptionist called out to her. “Excuse me, Ms. Cairns?” Isobel changed course and walked towards her. “I just need you to sign some paperwork for us. It’s nothing major, just your pertinent information and bank details for your salary. It will also give you authorization to sign for any deliveries that may arrive for Mr. James.”
Isobel’s mind had gone blank at the word salary . She had only ever worked an hourly job before, and never had a salary in her life. Hell, she didn’t even know how much she would be getting paid if she was lucky enough to actually keep this job.
“Ms. Cairns?” She was brought back to reality by the receptionist’s voice, and quickly took the required paperwork from her, walking across to one of the leather couches to sit and fill it out. A short time later she was back up on the top floor sat at her desk while she looked at the list Tyler had given her once more. She knew it was her imagination, but it seemed to have gotten longer while she’d been at the dry cleaners. She took a deep breath and gave herself a stiff talking too. Come on, Isobel. You can do this shit . She put her head down and read through the list again.
1: Organize the filing system
2: Arrange a meeting with Mr. Takeo for early next week
3: Take suit to dry cleaners
4: Photocopy the new company handbook (1 copy for every staff member)
5: Make an appointment at dentist
6: Call the garage and book a vehicle check-up for all company vehicles. (No more than two cars per day. Make note of all registration numbers and corresponding drivers and inform them of date of inspection)
7: Confirm attendance for the business lunch next Wednesday at Rico’s
8: Inform Mr. Rodgers at Rico’s Restaurant how many attendees to expect, and of any special dietary needs
9: Collect relevant data and projected income and deficit details for the Smithfield project
She took another deep breath. At least she could cross one thing off the list, but now she had to figure
“Yeah. And I have no clue where to even start.” Isobel’s voice gave her away with regards to just how nervous she was feeling. “I mean, he wants me to take his suit to the dry cleaners, but I don’t know where the suit is or which one he even uses.” Her voice had risen as she talked, and she took a deep, calming breath to calm herself down.
“It’s not as bad as it seems, hon. I’ll let you in on a little secret, shall I?” Mary was being so nice that Isobel could have hugged her, but she settled for just giving her a nod. “Okay, Jenny was always running late or disappearing when she should have been working, but she always expected us to cover for her so she left a list in her drawer of relevant information.” While she was talking, Mary had been rummaging through the desk, and she pulled out an A4 piece of paper with a triumphant flourish. “Ha! Here you go sweetie. This has contacts, Boss Man’s preferences and anything else you might need to know on it.”
She handed Isobel the paper and told her to let her know if there was anything else she could help with, and then she walked away to her own work station. Isobel took a seat at her own desk and then looked at the two pieces of paper she held, making a mental plan of attack. She figured that the first thing she should do was to get Tyler’s suit to the dry cleaners, so she found the address on the list made by her predecessor and then collected the suit that was hanging on a cabinet door, rightly assuming by its size and the fact that he was the only male that she’d seen working up here, that it belonged to Tyler.
Forty minutes later she was back at the office building, walking through the main doors as though she had been working there for years and not just started that morning under false pretenses. As she passed by the front desk, the receptionist called out to her. “Excuse me, Ms. Cairns?” Isobel changed course and walked towards her. “I just need you to sign some paperwork for us. It’s nothing major, just your pertinent information and bank details for your salary. It will also give you authorization to sign for any deliveries that may arrive for Mr. James.”
Isobel’s mind had gone blank at the word salary . She had only ever worked an hourly job before, and never had a salary in her life. Hell, she didn’t even know how much she would be getting paid if she was lucky enough to actually keep this job.
“Ms. Cairns?” She was brought back to reality by the receptionist’s voice, and quickly took the required paperwork from her, walking across to one of the leather couches to sit and fill it out. A short time later she was back up on the top floor sat at her desk while she looked at the list Tyler had given her once more. She knew it was her imagination, but it seemed to have gotten longer while she’d been at the dry cleaners. She took a deep breath and gave herself a stiff talking too. Come on, Isobel. You can do this shit . She put her head down and read through the list again.
1: Organize the filing system
2: Arrange a meeting with Mr. Takeo for early next week
3: Take suit to dry cleaners
4: Photocopy the new company handbook (1 copy for every staff member)
5: Make an appointment at dentist
6: Call the garage and book a vehicle check-up for all company vehicles. (No more than two cars per day. Make note of all registration numbers and corresponding drivers and inform them of date of inspection)
7: Confirm attendance for the business lunch next Wednesday at Rico’s
8: Inform Mr. Rodgers at Rico’s Restaurant how many attendees to expect, and of any special dietary needs
9: Collect relevant data and projected income and deficit details for the Smithfield project
She took another deep breath. At least she could cross one thing off the list, but now she had to figure
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