Angela stood scrutinizing herself in front of her bedroom mirror.
She was happy with her hair, which, had curled nicely in the
"Who say's brown hair's boring?" She said as she
pulled it back into a tight, high ponytail, loving the effect of
the ringlets as they cascaded from the top of her head to her
Checking her face she quickly dabbed away a slight smudge of
mascara and smiled. Her skin looked clean, delicately bronzed,
and she had highlighted her high cheek bones perfectly.
Her hazel eyes had been enhanced well, with the help
of jet black eyeliner, and long lash mascara, although she had
decided against lipstick and eye shadow. Feeling the natural look
was better for this particular occasion. Her new suite looked
great. A black jacket that skimmed over her lumps and bumps
nicely with a matching pair of trousers that were loose fitting
with a sharp crease running down the front of each leg.
Underneath she has on a pastel pink shirt and on her
feet new black shoes that were flat soled, stiff, and far less
comfortable than she had imagined them to be.
Snatching up her bag and car keys she set off. It was
not a long drive, just ten minutes. The office block was small
and made up of straight lines, simple and efficient and a mass of
tinted glass which made her feel incredibly intimidated.
As she pushed through the sliding doors she took a
deep breath before approaching the reception desk where a tall,
sharp looking weasel of a woman gazed at her questioningly.
"I'm Angela White! I'm meant to be starting work
today," She said as calmly as she could.
"Up the stairs and straight ahead," Was the curt
Following the direction the well manicured hand had
indicated Angela entered a large buzzing office and instantly
felt somewhat over dressed as the other occupants sat around in
casual clothes, not a single suite in site.
"You must be Angela," A tall, lanky man in corduroy
trousers and one of the ugliest jumpers Angela had ever seen
said, as he sidled over to her.
"That! All needs filing away," He said pointing to a
mass of papers just visible through the door of a small room.
Then without another word he turned and left.
She gazed around her at the chaos, removed her jacket
and rolled up her sleeves before ploughing into the mass of
papers like a woman possessed.
It was not so hard once she had checked the cabinets
to see how each item should be filed but it would take some time.
"New girl aye," A bored voice growled behind her.
"What's with the suite?" it added, as she turned to see a small,
mousy haired girl, with sharp, dark eyes gazing at her.
"I wasn't sure of the dress code," was her simple
"Well we don't do suites here," was the curt reply.
"I'll bare that in mind tomorrow," Angela said
flashing a sarcastic smile.
"They want coffees," the girl said indicating with a
flick of her head the room behind her.
"Best go round and find out what they want. I'd write
it down if I was you," she added and then giving Angela another
quick glance scurried from the room.
So that was how it was going to work.She was the
office skivvy.She could handle that.As long as she got paid she
didn't care what she doing.
There was a mix of people in the office most of them seemed bored
and distracted but a few were bright and smiling asking her name
and taking the opportunity for a quick chat. The coffee orders
however, were intricate and ridiculous as cream not milk,
sprinkles and foam and marshmallow's were ordered.
"Its shit here but it's easy," One girl, by the name
of Lucy, informed her. Lucy was a plump motherly looking woman
who had dimples when she smiled and Angela took to her
"You got three groups here," Lucy informed her,
"There's the snobs, they're the biggest lot, the geeks, front two
rows, and then there's us," she said pointing at five people in
turn, herself and Angela included, "we're the normal ones," She
added with a giggle.
"Well I'm glad you think I'm normal," Angela replied
with a smile.
"Oh hunny, believe me, you're as normal as they come.
I can spot the geeks and the snobs a mile off and if you ain't
one or the other then you're normal.
Don't worry though. Another new guy starts tomorrow.
I hear he's a geek so you won't be playing maid for long." She
added with a chuckle.
"Thank god for that," was Angela's reply. Then
glancing at the fussy list in her hand she added, "So that's
coffee, no sugars all round then!"