“Isla , come here a
minute “.It was a guy I fondly called “Bossing” , my security guard friend ,
calling me .
I have worked the night shifts in that office for a while
now, doing customer service for an Asian dating site.
He motioned me over to his desk where there were about a
dozen surveillance monitors , showing different entry and exit points in the
building .
I stared at one screen and saw something that made my heart
skip a beat It was unmistakably my coffee mug.
“Omg , that’s my workstation”. The camera was aimed
right at my desk which was situated near the entrance door.
I suddenly tried to recall the number of times I hid
crumpled paper , junk food wrappers , soda cans , cigarettes , tissue ,
make-up, and all kinds of junk behind my
desk .
I can even recall logging into my date in asia.com account , checking out who messaged me and
what-not , removing my shoes , adjusting my bra, and doing God knows what else.
I might even have
picked my nose and stuck the booger under the table, when I ran out of tissue paper .
“Bossing “, tell me what crazy shit you’ve seen me doing ? ”
He just grinned and said ” I like it when you remove your
shoes , hike up your skirt and put lotion all over your feet up to your thighs.
And he was right. It is like a daily ritual for me, while
having my usual cup of coffee, I would massage my feet before starting my day
at work.
I hope I was wearing nice undies that time ! Haha !
And to this very day, I still wonder why they haven’t placed
a trash bin underneath my desk.
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