The black door initialed ‘C.E.O.’ opens to reveal Kelsey seated opposite Nicholson. She quietly listens as he goes on almost inaudibly. His lips move as he talks but Rita could barely make out his words from where she stood behind the door peeping in with an armful of manilla files impatiently waiting to be signalled in.
By the troubled expression on Kelsey’s face, the topic at hand seemed to be incredibly serious.
Yes? Come in….
Rita seemed to forget herself momentarily until Nicholson’s eyes shift towards her. Their eyes meet.
Are you just going to stand there?
I said come in.
She seemed to regain awareness as she squeezes her way through the door offering a nervous greeting which Nicholson seemed to disregard.
What can I do for you?
Continue reading “16th Avenue👔 – Part 7”
Olivia’s words ring out clearly.
In line with Section 2, paragraph 3 of the Staff Handbook, dating among Staff is highly prohibited. All Staff caught in violation of this rule will be asked to resign with immediate effect.
A hand goes up.
Janet, …you have something to say.
(withdraws her raised hand)
It’s Monday morning, to be precise, the first Monday of the last quarter of the year – an extremely busy period for the company. Some of us have a long list of clients to meet with today coupled with backlogs from Friday. I’m sure you have prepared a lovely speech filled with fancy words which would be impressive to hear but could you spare us the lecture and get to the point.
Beside Janet sits William, visibly bored out of his mind.
As much as I hate to agree with Saddam, she’s actually right. I’ve got a 9am meeting with a client at Magodo and she hates to be kept waiting.
Continue reading “16th Avenue👔-Part 6”
(Behind rimless lenses, Nicholson glances down at the packs of small chops clutched in Daisy and Kelsey’s hands.)
Actually, we were just…
Come with me a minute… Kelsey.
(Nicholson strolls ahead.)
What did you do?
Continue reading “16th Avenue👔- Part 5”
Daisy and Kelsey laugh out loud at a random joke.
If Benji was here, he’d ask God to forgive us.
(Silence as the two look over at the empty desk in the corner where Benji once sat. Daisy’s eyes slowly shift over to Kelsey.)
You liked him, didn’t you?
(Ashley waltz in elaborately dressed in a skimpy number throwing her curves rhythymically from left to right. Daisy and Kelsey’s jaws hit the ground completely dazed.)
(Daisy is first to react.)
You stepped out your house like this?
Continue reading “16th Avenue👔 – Part 4”
Midday at the Staff Canteen,
It’s a lie.
I wish it was.
What are we gossiping about?
(Runs his cup under the cold water dispenser balancing an empty food tray.)
Wilson got suspended?
(Still stunned) Continue reading “16th Avenue👔 – Part 3”
Kelsey plumps down into her swivel chair sinking into the comfort of the cool leather appreciating the peace and quiet around her. She exhales a soothing sigh. The sudden loud ringing of her office line immediately shatters her moment of serenity. She grabs the phone and places it to her ear.
Hello. Good morning.
Ashley’s an average height young single female. Her glowing fair skin is the first thing you notice about her as well as her super trim waist line. Her outgoing and bubbly nature made her easily sociable. Calling her the office flirt wouldn’t be too much of a stretch. Continue reading “16th Avenue👔 – Part 2”
Morning, Walter Douglass’ Office
Kelsey, suited in a sharp light grey pants suit, strolls into the private office of Walter Douglas. Her thick shoulder length curly brown hair bounced as she walked over to the table of the middle-aged man dressed impeccably in a plain white shirt and a yellow striped tie.
Good morning, Walter.
Morning, Kels. How was your weekend?
(He looks up at her with a playful smile on his face as he adjusts his spectacles.)
You already know the answer to that, Wally – too short – as always. It’s never quite enough. Once I get up Sunday mornings, my mind’s already on Monday – passionately dreading it. Continue reading “16th Avenue👔 – Part 1”