“Would you like to save your work?”

I literally have one job today, press save.

Bonnie was clear about what I needed to do. I don’t know, maybe she felt sorry for me or something. She even went as far as getting her assistant to print out a few command prompts for my Mac Book. She said I was the most incredible editor she’d ever met, but when it came to computers I was a fish out of water.

Send. There, it was done! Phew! That wasn’t so hard. This article was make or break for my career, I had to get it just right.

“Let’s do Lunch Laurel, I desperately need your voice on Tom’s cover piece”

Bonnie encouraged. “1:30 at Le Chez?”

“Great!” I clapped, excited.

As the afternoon drew to a close, our work was thoroughly set. I could see the glimmer in Bonnie’s eyes as she submitted our final draft, this was it.

“That’s it!” She resounded. “I’m putting your name down as Lead Editor, no way I’m letting you go unnoticed. Did you send your application through to HR on time.

“Yep!” I buzzed, so did my pocket. “Excuse me for a second…hello?”

“Hi Laurel, hope I’m not interrupting anything? I just want to call you in person to ask that you send another copy of your application, looks like you filled out the form but forgot to attach your cover letter, could you send it in the next hour?”

“Excuse me sir, phones aren’t allowed in here, do you mind taking that outside before…”

“What is that God awful sound?!” Bonnie yelled.

I somehow set off the alarms on the premises. My futile attempts to apologize got me thrown off the site.

“We were leaving anyway… “ Bonnie blushed.

“Are you okay?” She pressed. You seemed dazzled.

I was.

“I think I need a drink.” I sunk into the car seat, starring blankly across the horizon.

“Damn GPS took us on the wrong route, what address did you enter?”

I felt my stomach turn…

“Address?” Puzzled. “I…”

“Oh, never mind, we’ll stop by the square, can you make your way home from there?”

“Erm…” I pulled back a bit, leaning against the Lambo a bit too hard so as to open the door mid drive, rear ending the next driver in an emergency stop.

Bonnie was now fuming. I grabbed a paper bag and started to hurl. This was now the worst best day of my career. Luckily the AA was on site within minutes, Bonnie swept me a glance, bewildered.

“Did you break a mirror on your way out or something?” She smiled.

I was ready to go home and try again tomorrow.