Mistaken for Someone’s Whore

Things that happened at work, translated…

Very shortly after I’d started working, my superior would often assign me to specific cases, and would have one-on-one discussions with me inside the meeting rooms, or when there are businesses to attend to, he’d always taken me along.

At first, I thought that he thought I was capable, that, was why he’d given me such important tasks.  Until one time as the meetings drew to an end, he’d asked me to stay behind, took out a name-brand bag, and that, was when it’d finally HIT me.  The boss said, that it was for his wife, but his wife didn’t like it, he didn’t know who to give it to, thought that I’d stood out in such a short time I’d started working, so he’d wanted me to have it.  I kept telling him no, he insisted that I take it.  And, we just pushed the bag back and forth, and, seeing how my boss was about to get angry at me, I’d taken it, but the name brand bag weighed a million tons in my arms.

Awhile ago, I’d told people I work with that I’m about to be married, but my boss would still find ways to spend time alone with me.  I thought, I’m about to get married, and my boss would probably back off!  A few weeks later, after a business dinner, my boss said that he wanted to buy a coffee machine for the department, that he saw me with a cup of coffee from a day-to-day basis, hoping that I can go with him to the shop on Saturday evening to help him pick an espresso machine out.

After I’d gotten home, I’d wanted to call my husband overseas, to discuss if there are ways I can say no, but I’d worried that if I’d told him, it’d only make him worry.  I’d contemplated the whole night through, after careful thought, I’d decided to go.

I’d asked my younger brother to take me to the shop.  My boss wasn’t there yet, so, I’d gone in, to browse.  After about twenty minutes’ time, my boss arrived, and, the shop owner, upon seeing him, he became ecstatic like he’d seen a long lost friend or something, turns out, they’d known each other since a very long time.

The three of us sat down, the owner made some coffee for us.  In the conversations, the owner kept mentioning about my boss’s pregnant wife, and he’d had nothing but sarcasms and mockery, along with degrading things to say to me.

That, was when I’d realized, that the coffee machine shop owner thought that I was the whore, I felt so taken, but, I could only swallow my tears down.  After fifteen minutes, my cell phone rang, it was my younger brother, I’d picked it up, said, “Honey, you’re here already?  Oh, I’m almost done here, I’ll see you soon.”

After I hung up, I’d told my boss, “I’m sorry, something came up, I should leave now”.  Then, my boss became red in the face, said, “I’m truly sorry, to have wasted so much of your time!”

After six months, I’d decided to quit, and fly overseas, to work alongside my husband.  The day I left the office, I’d placed the name brand bag, on my boss’s desk.

And so, clearly, you can see, that this LOSER who’s wife WAS pregnant at the time, was hitting on the woman who was working for him, and, the woman figured it out, just in time too, and, prevented this about-to-happen affair from happening, such a smart woman, isn’t she???

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