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- Author: Laurel Night
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“Hey Susan, can you make some more coffee?”
I cringe internally as my new co-worker, who thinks he’s my
boss, calls me the wrong name for the fifth time this morning.
When I look up, he’s dangling his mug from two fingers as if he expects me
to jump up and snatch it.
Drawing in a deep breath, I concentrate on being polite. “It’s Sloane,
actually, and that’s not really my job. I’m sure Rebecca will be more than
happy to fetch you some. She is the office secretary.”
“Aww, come on honey, don’t be like that. You’re right there and she’s all
the way on the other side of the room.” The paunchy, middle-aged man leers
at me, daring me to challenge him.
In theory, he’s right. For whatever stupid reason, the secretary-slashreceptionist is the furthest away from the kitchenette in the sleek, modern
office, on the other side of a glass wall to separate us from the street entrance.
I assume it’s because the planner figured everyone would fetch their own
coffee and therefor would want to be seated closest to it.
But apparently in this guy’s mind, being young and female puts me firmly
in the ‘coffee-fetching’ role; whether it has to do with the position of my desk
or not, I can’t say.
I do not, however, enjoy being called honey by this man.
I’m tempted to just get it for him to shut him up. I don’t want my coworkers to think I’m a stuck-up priss, and I could certainly use some
goodwill on my first day.
However, something is telling me I don’t want to set that precedent with
this guy today. It feels like a power play, and I’m not familiar with the
dynamics in this office yet, but I refuse to be treated as less than a junior
architect, which is a title I earned.
Heart pounding, I pick up the phone on my desk and hit ‘0’. It rings once
before Rebecca grabs the receiver at her desk. “Good morning, AJ Kellerman
and Associates. How may I help you?”
“Hey, Rebecca, it’s me, Sloane King.”
“Oh!” she titters. “I should have seen it was an internal call. I’m sorry
Miss King. What can I do for you?”
I stare at my neighbor when I answer. “Frank would like more coffee, and
he seems to have mistaken me for Starbucks.”
“Not a problem, Miss King. I’ll take care of it.”
“Thank you, Rebecca. And please call me Sloane.”
“Sure thing, Sloane.”
I hang up the phone and smile smarmily at Frank. “Rebecca will be right
back to get that coffee for you.”
Frank shrugs as if he doesn’t care and turns back to his monitors. Rebecca
bustles through the glass doors of reception and heads back to the kitchenette,
heels clacking on the slate floor, and beaming at me on her way. “I’ll have
the coffee ready in a few minutes, Mr. Janzig.”
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