The Personal Assistant

I answered my boss’s call, which felt a like a summons. After the humiliating orders came to an end, I went to the break room to relax for 5 minutes.

“How do you like Miss Darling?”asked a guy who was eating a snack.

“I hate her so much!” I replied. “She’s unreasonable!” I felt close to tears.

”I wouldn’t say that out loud if I were you,” he warned. “Just try to learn her routine. This is your first day-try to make a good impression. She’s depending on you.”

”Thanks,” I choked back my emotions. I realized I was being childish. I was used to being spoiled by my mother, who never made me do chores. Also, I had earned a Bachelor degree and this job seemed like an insult.

So I decided to look at my job differently. I was grateful and humble, answering Miss Darling with a smile.

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