I love my job. I really do. Not only do I love it, I'm extremely good at it. I've been in advertising for over 10 years. Going out, meeting people and helping them get their ads inside our roster of glossy lifestyle magazines is exciting. I meet some interesting entrepreneurs and get to try all types of new products and services. It was by accident that I ended up in this career. My aspirations was to be a elementary school teacher, but spending a summer as a camp counselor was proof that I didn't have the patience to work with children daily. Three weeks into the camping session I called home and told my parents that I was leaving. Not proud of my decision but I couldn't take it no longer. As a true Spartan of Michigan State University I would read the State News every weekday. In the back of the classified section was a small ad that read the State News was hiring advertising representatives. I applied and got the job. I was a natural. The next semester I changed my major to marketing.
But there are days like today that make me want to change careers or better yet change company's. Recently the company hired Tasha Logan as an account executive. Basically she is my boss. From day one Tasha was a true bitch to me. Loafing herself over me, creating unnecessary protocols in the department just to prove that she is the boss. Today three of my clients called the office and wanted to expand the number of ads they would put in the magazine. I was out signing up other accounts so I couldn't take the call. Tasha took it upon herself to direct them to another representative not only did lose the I commission, I have to share the upcoming commission with the other representative.
When I heard the news I was completely upset. Pissed was more like it. Hunter's timing couldn't have been perfect he called at the same time I heard the news. I explained the situation to him. Being super sensitive he asked if I wanted to meet him for an impromptu dinner in New Jersey. Of course the answer was yes. As I gathered my belongings to leave the office for the day Tasha asked me to come into her office. Smiling to myself I'm thinking she's going to apologize for her mistake today. “Victoria, you are one of our best representatives. But I have to say, I'm disappointed in how you handled yourself with your clients today.” I went blank. What did she just say? The only thoughts in my head were “WHAT THE HELL!!!” She continued by saying that I should have been in the office when my accounts called but since I was out “entertaining” I lost the accounts and made the company look unprofessional. Bullshit! Looking Tasha straight in the eye. Woman to Woman. “You know this isn't about my accounts. I'm good at what I do and you want me gone. So since you can't find fault in my work you're making up excuses to make me look unprofessional. But it's not going to work.” Standing up I grab my things and begin walking to the door. “Victoria?” Glancing over my shoulder “Please begin to prepare you quota for next month. Everyone must meet their quota” She winked.
Leaving the wicked witch of the East to her own finger to fuck herself. I grabbed the train to New Jersey where Hunter was waiting for me. As we drove to the restaurant he listen to me moan and groan about Tasha. Every now and then he would give me his opinion or advice. Throughout the ride we held hands and at stop lights we would share in a passionate kiss. Inside the restaurant I took a break from my madness and drama and asked about his day. He explained that since he spends most of his time in Morristown (which is 1 hour away from the city) his company is offering him a company apartment to stay in while he's working. Our own little love nest he called it. I hadn't decided if I was going to dissolve my fake marriage but this new information had my scales tipping to one side.
Driving back into the city I asked Hunter to drop me off at my work building. I wanted to send out an email to all my accounts having them call me directly for further assistance. Tasha's last words wasn't a helpful gesture it was a threat. Kissing Hunter he whispered in my ear and told me everything would be okay and he couldn't wait to see me later this week.
Walking into my building I figured how ironic that my professional life is becoming uncertain. Is this karma's way of getting me back for having an affair?
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