on. Angie carelessly tossed her garments on the unmade bed as she forced herself to face the day. Angie decided that it would be better to stay busy than wallow in her misery. Angie was already expecting an ear lashing from Felix, prolonging it would only intensify his wrath. The last thing Angie needed was to be on Felix’s bad side. Little did Angie know, her day was about to get a whole lot worse.
***
“Macklon!”
Felix DeSanto’s bellowing scream called out over the sea of gray cubicles. His outburst had effectively silenced the hum of chatter that was emitting from the legal accounting division at Heath, Conrad, and Langston, LLC. Angie eyed the semi-ajar door of Felix’s office speculatively. She was intimidated by the heightened level of agitation in Felix’s voice. As Angie walked grimly to her moody boss’ office, fifty-two pairs of eyes followed her movements. They were all curious what Felix’s star legal assistant had done to deserve such chilly treatment. Angie pushed open the door to Felix’s office and allowed it to click behind her. Nervously, she glanced up at her irate boss, Felix DeSanto.
Felix DeSanto is a high powered corporate defense attorney with a large client list of Fortune 500 companies and an even bigger anger management problem. He wasn’t well liked, but thanks to his outstanding reputation as a criminal and corporate defense attorney, he was well-respected. As a result, his frequent outbursts were overlooked, as was his reputation as a relentless womanizer. Felix was not the type of boss you wanted to get on the wrong side of. Unfortunately for Angie, she had strayed from her long-maintained role as the boss’ princess.
“Good Morning. How are you today?” asked Angie in a friendly tone.
In response, Felix scrunched up his face and presented her with his usual take-no-shit attitude.
“Cut the crap, Macklon. Where’s the file?”
“I can explain…” Angie began but was rudely cut off by Felix.
“It’s 8:20. You were supposed to be here at 8:15,” said Felix stingily as he glanced at his Rolex.
“I was booting up my computer,” Angie explained.
“Seriously? This file better be immaculate.”
Angie sighed.
“I have the file, but it’s not finished.”
Angie looked at her boss’ face with worry. Felix’s face had now turned a dangerous shade of purple. He literally looked like he was about to have a heart attack.
Good job, Angie. You’ve outdone yourself this time.
“You have got to be kidding me!”
“Sorry, I wanted to finish it last night but Jeremy…”
Angie began but she was cut off immediately by Felix, who was waving her off disrespectfully.
“I don’t have time for your personal melodrama! I need my Goddamn deposition!” Felix barked.
“I can do it this morning...” Angie explained.
“I told you before you left yesterday that it had to be in by 8:15 today, and that was firm. So I’m going to give it to Swanson. At least I know that it will get done.”
“Felix, I break my back for this job, for you … I was just trying to explain to you that my husband…”
“Macklon, I’m going to be frank with you. I don’t give a damn about your husband. He doesn’t like me, and I don’t like him. I don’t want to hear it. You said the deposition would be done and now it’s not.”
Angie was taken aback by Felix’s brutal admission.
“Look, DeSanto! You’re way out of line! You gave me two hours to get the deposition together, so I took it home thinking I could finish it at home. I didn’t have to though…”
“The fact remains that it didn’t get done!”
“It’s not done because it’s not humanly possible. You need to decide if you want it done right, or if you want it done quickly.”
“Macklon! You know damn well I need both!”
“I was trying to do you a favor. I wasn’t on the clock,” Angie
***
“Macklon!”
Felix DeSanto’s bellowing scream called out over the sea of gray cubicles. His outburst had effectively silenced the hum of chatter that was emitting from the legal accounting division at Heath, Conrad, and Langston, LLC. Angie eyed the semi-ajar door of Felix’s office speculatively. She was intimidated by the heightened level of agitation in Felix’s voice. As Angie walked grimly to her moody boss’ office, fifty-two pairs of eyes followed her movements. They were all curious what Felix’s star legal assistant had done to deserve such chilly treatment. Angie pushed open the door to Felix’s office and allowed it to click behind her. Nervously, she glanced up at her irate boss, Felix DeSanto.
Felix DeSanto is a high powered corporate defense attorney with a large client list of Fortune 500 companies and an even bigger anger management problem. He wasn’t well liked, but thanks to his outstanding reputation as a criminal and corporate defense attorney, he was well-respected. As a result, his frequent outbursts were overlooked, as was his reputation as a relentless womanizer. Felix was not the type of boss you wanted to get on the wrong side of. Unfortunately for Angie, she had strayed from her long-maintained role as the boss’ princess.
“Good Morning. How are you today?” asked Angie in a friendly tone.
In response, Felix scrunched up his face and presented her with his usual take-no-shit attitude.
“Cut the crap, Macklon. Where’s the file?”
“I can explain…” Angie began but was rudely cut off by Felix.
“It’s 8:20. You were supposed to be here at 8:15,” said Felix stingily as he glanced at his Rolex.
“I was booting up my computer,” Angie explained.
“Seriously? This file better be immaculate.”
Angie sighed.
“I have the file, but it’s not finished.”
Angie looked at her boss’ face with worry. Felix’s face had now turned a dangerous shade of purple. He literally looked like he was about to have a heart attack.
Good job, Angie. You’ve outdone yourself this time.
“You have got to be kidding me!”
“Sorry, I wanted to finish it last night but Jeremy…”
Angie began but she was cut off immediately by Felix, who was waving her off disrespectfully.
“I don’t have time for your personal melodrama! I need my Goddamn deposition!” Felix barked.
“I can do it this morning...” Angie explained.
“I told you before you left yesterday that it had to be in by 8:15 today, and that was firm. So I’m going to give it to Swanson. At least I know that it will get done.”
“Felix, I break my back for this job, for you … I was just trying to explain to you that my husband…”
“Macklon, I’m going to be frank with you. I don’t give a damn about your husband. He doesn’t like me, and I don’t like him. I don’t want to hear it. You said the deposition would be done and now it’s not.”
Angie was taken aback by Felix’s brutal admission.
“Look, DeSanto! You’re way out of line! You gave me two hours to get the deposition together, so I took it home thinking I could finish it at home. I didn’t have to though…”
“The fact remains that it didn’t get done!”
“It’s not done because it’s not humanly possible. You need to decide if you want it done right, or if you want it done quickly.”
“Macklon! You know damn well I need both!”
“I was trying to do you a favor. I wasn’t on the clock,” Angie
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