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 I have decided that from time to time, I will do  some short posts on  silly and amusing situations... This post is one of the first series (some posts might be fictions and some might be real, but I will let you know at the end).

Enjoy.

Today, I couldn't wait to get to work, this is my 4th week and the excitement is still very much present, am shocked at this because I expected  it to wear off after a day or two, if anything  two weeks tops. However, it seems like I really like my new job so my excitement is very much alive.. YAY.

I got to work at 8:45  as usual, I said hello to the receptionist with a big smile and  I proceeded towards my table/desk. As I got there, I realised almost all the files, books and stationary's, including the computer, telephone was gone. I was still in awe when I saw my Manager approaching.

Manager: I hope you don't mind  your belongings been moved,  am sorry you had to see it like this, but it should have been carried out over the weekend. The guy that was assigned to carry out the task was  ill.

Me: (mumbling some sounds).

Two seconds later

Me: massive massive sobs pouring down my eyes. I was literally crying as in bawling... with tears, make-up ruined everything and I  kept staring at the floor too.

Manager: (stunned): erm why are you crying? is something wrong? am sorry? how can I help? If it about the desk, I mentioned it to you last week and you said it was OK...

Manager: Please is something wrong?

Me: No, nothing, dont mind me. Can I excuse myself.....

Truth is, am looking back now, am laughing and thinking why was I crying like a little child as if my toy had been taken away from me. I guess I had plans for the desk, I thought about different types of posters/painting I would put up around the wall and how I would decorate the desk to  suit my taste and I like the fact I was next to a window... So yes, I was crying because I had come to love the space.

I do not recall him telling he would my desk, but I remember he said something about the desk. I was to preoccupied. Anyhoo,  I am over it now...

Bless my Manager, he thought he had killed someone lol... he was so scared and he kept on asking what was wrong. I had to tell him my hormones were acting up, it was that time of the month. It was not my hormones acting up, it was my emotions acting up. Surely I cant tell him its because he moved my desk or Can I?

Its cleared out  for wheel chair users so I cant be selfish..

Based on author's imagination...


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