Sorry it’s been a while, but here is chapter 3. Enjoy.
To read the previous chapter please click here.
Please be warned there are some expletives in this chapter.
Kemi paused at the door, her hands waivered over the handle.
“You can do this,” she whispered quietly to herself, “You are the champion of your own destiny. Just go in there and tell them where to shove this soul sucking job!”
Taking a few deep breaths she slowly turned the handle and pushed the door open.
The warm air was the first thing that hit her, and then the looks of sheer depression on her colleagues faces; emulating the same pain that she experienced on a daily basis.
Kemi’s eyes manoeuvred around the room as she desperately tried to find Katie, her line manager, who was as always, not at her desk.
Instead Katie was in her usual spot, hunched over the desk of Margaret, the supposed head of customer care and as usual they were deep in conversation about Margaret’s husbands’ latest wrongdoing.
Yes, everyone in the office knew about Philip’s extra marital activities, whether they wanted to or not.
Still breathing slowly in and out, Kemi made a beeline over to Margaret’s desk. She cleared her throat and tapped Katie on the back.
“I was wondering if I could have a quick word with you,” she squeaked.
“One minute Kem,” said Katie without turning around, “Well you know where you can tell him to shove it don’t ya.”
“Sorry?” Kemi stuttered.
“I said one moment Kemi,” Katie replied, her bubbly voice dripping with hidden frostiness.
“Oh okay. I just…” stuttered Kemi.
“Kemi, please me and Margaret are in the middle of a really important meeting. If you could just note it down and maybe send me an email I can get to it at the end of the day.”
“Sure.” Kemi replied deflated.
“Okay bye.” Katie turned around and continued on with her ‘advise’.
Fuck you! Fuck you! Kemi screamed in her head as she slowly slipped away and sat down.
She couldn’t do it, she just couldn’t do it. She knew she wasn’t brave enough.
If she couldn’t even get 1 minute to speak to her line manager, how the hell was she going to pluck up the courage to tell them that she wanted to leave?
This was it! She was destined to stay here and rot forever.
She glanced back at Katie, who was still perched on the side of Margaret’s desk, head thrown back tears of laugher streaming down her face.
Oh how she, wished she could just grab her by the strands of her long brunette hair and bash it into Margaret’s computer monitor.
Instead she turned back to her own monitor and opened her next complaint.
To whom this may concern,
I am deeply deeply upset.
I opened my package today to find that an extra shoe bag had not been included. As a long term customer of yours this is something I have come to expect and I find it deeply troubling that one was not included.
I would like some form of compensation to apologise for the pain that this has caused alongside the time I have spent contacting you.
I look forward to hearing back from you.
Lucy Smith (Mrs)
Shoot me now was all that Kemi could think as she began to type out her response.