Christina was counting on her Thursday being better than her
Wednesday. It had to be better. A heck of a lot would have to go wrong to
have it top the previous day.
Unfortunately, as soon as she stepped into the office, breathing hard
because some arsehole had taken her parking space and the lot was full, so
she’d had to find another lot eight blocks away and pound pavement in her
heels so she wouldn’t be late, she realized something was seriously not
right.
For one, there was at least half the office standing around in the
reception area in a tight huddle like they’d just done a pre-game warmup.
They didn’t do that at the office though— pep talks before starting the day,
thank god.
Christina forgot all about her burning lungs and stepped closer to the
huddle. She was able to pick out little snippets of conversation floating
around.
“… Can you believe that?”
“… Porn sites. Seriously.”
“… All the computers…”
“That’s seriously messed up…”
“I wonder what else he was looking at and doing on there…”
“…Ultra disgusting…”
Christina hated office gossip and, instead of trying to get closer to the
huddle or even join in, she walked quickly across the reception area and
scanned her badge at the door to take her back to the offices. It flashed its
regular green light and gave with a sharp click. At least something was still
working normally.
Once she reached her office, she shut the door, dumped her heavy tote
on the floor, and collapsed into her chair. Her first instinct was to get up and
walk to the bathroom to check that her hair and makeup weren’t out of
place from her hazardous run, but she dug out her phone and used the