• my morning was on a downhill slope when i walked in the office, and porred my morning coffe.
    "mornin pat.." greeted by our reseptionst joy. allways so happy and cheerful. it was part of the reason john had hired her. and had a grate deal with why we didn't talk."theres a folder on your desk."she shouted as i stired in my cream and sugar.
    "who from." i asked knowing she probalby had already read it. (she has no respect for privicy.)
    "mr. j told me not to look. ' just put it on pats desk and don't peak' he said "
    this must be big john never kept much form joy. and now they were dating well let just say she might as well have made partner.i took a swig of my coffe as i studyed the petie blond i mean really lokked. she stood there hands in front of her looking like a cross between dolly parton and a nun. calm as could be. the olny give away was her thinly painted lips were smiling and her eyes danceing. i gusse she really didn'tr know. "arnt you going to go read it?!" she yealled as i took another swig