Things Will Turn Around – Part 3 – Haven (NSFW)

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Hc1Things Will Turn Around – Haven

“Tatum, my office.”

My stomach dropped. My boss never called us to her office for any good reason. Even if it was a good reason, she made me nervous.

I closed the door behind me as she instructed, sat and looked at her pinched pointy face.

“I’ll just get right to it. We’re downsizing your position.” She handed me a piece of paper. That was just like her. No bullshit and right to it. That did not make me feel any better.

“Okay. Why?”

“To be frank, the yearly budget numbers are not lining up, and we need to trim some fat. Your tasks can be absorbed by others.”

Like hell, they can. I took a slow breath in and let it out. Whatever, I’m not going to fight or argue over a job if I’m not wanted here.

“While we don’t have to offer notice or severance we have offered you a reasonable amount.”

I nodded and read the termination. It was a fair amount One week for each year plus a thousand dollar bonus and owed vacation pay. Numbly I signed the agreement and took my copy along with the already prepared letter of reference.

“I’m sorry it came to this.” She said curtly as I got up.

“No, you’re not. I bet you still get your annual self-appointed raise. Good luck getting anyone to absorb any of my tasks. I’m the only person here that was qualified or understands how it works. Remember I’ve tried to train others and they all begged to go back to their previous jobs or quit. It’s very complicated.”

“Then I will see to them.”

The idea of my boss doing anything that was actual work conjured up a hilarious image of her dressed as Cinderella only she would be more like the stepsister being forced to clean.

“That’s a joke.” I laughed hard as I lightly limped from her office back toward the doors.

I didn’t bother collecting anything from my desk, there was nothing there of value that was mine.

I looked up at the gloomy grey sky and gripped the handle of my umbrella. I did not want to be rained on today. After a cup of coffee at a café to cheer myself up before I went to the mall.

My phone wasn’t covered under warranty, no surprise there and so I paid for a new one. I dreaded the chore of looking up and sourcing out all my phone numbers and contacts again. The clerk linked my phone to my Facebook account, and something I didn’t understand and eighty percent of my contacts were automatically uploaded.

“Cool.” I smiled and sent my friend a text to email me my other friend’s contacts as I left the store.

After a brief and frustrating talk with my mom, who is across the country, to tell her what happened I promised to stop by and see my brother Gill. Apparently, he thought I was snubbing him by not answering his calls or texts all day yesterday.

Despite my sore leg and stiff body, I walked to the office building where my brother Gill worked. He was recently promoted and was on a new floor. I greeted the receptionist. She paged my brother and sent me up. It was nice that we got along as well as we do. It wasn’t always that way. We hated each other until we were adults and one day just after our father passed away, we clicked.

“Hey sis,” He smiled as I entered his small office. “Wait I’m mad at you. Why are you limping?” He asked I sat in a chair.

I told him the story, and he listened. I left names out, I didn’t want to get into details or he would hound me about the Warren guy who came to the hospital just to see if I was okay. I left that detail out too. Gill would read too much into it and I’m not in the mood for match-making pestering.

“I’m glad you’re okay. That’s typical of you not to press charges. ”

“Gill honestly what good would come of it? I’m fine, and it was a total freak incident.”

“I’ll say. So why aren’t you at work?” He asked as he put his work phone number in my phone for me along with a couple other he knew. “Don’t worry if your number’s still the same, anyone that texts or calls will automatically be on your phone you just need to put them on the contact list.”

“Thanks captain obvious. I’m not at work because I was downsized this morning.”

He looked at me sharply with his dark brown eyes that were similar to mine, but more like our fathers eyes.

“The hell? How are you so calm?”

“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “I suppose laying on the hood of a car for an hour or whatever makes being fired insignificant.”

“You could have died.”

“Precisely,” I took my phone back.

He looked at his watch and got up to hug me. “Haven, things will turn around, they always do.”

I appreciated the contact. “Thanks. I know you’re busy. I think I’ll go over to the park to… relax.”

“Good idea,” Gill said and kissed my cheek. “Go watch those ducks you love so much.”

I left his office feeling much better. I was handling this with an odd calm. I stepped off the elevator and nearly walked into Warren as he sidestepped me. His head turned his head suddenly.

“Haven,” He smiled. “What brings you here?”

“Just visiting someone. You?”

He flashed me a slick smile, and I appreciated that his blue eyes glittered as he did. “I work here. I was about to go eat my very boring bag lunch, but if you’re free, I’d like to take you out.”

I was not prepared for that. “Oh, um…” I glanced around nervously.

Nobody in the busy lobby even looked our way.

“Come on.” Warren put his hand on my back. “It’s the least I can do. Wait should you be out?”

“Just bruises. Honest Chris didn’t hit me hard. I probably only slid over the hood from the rain.”

“Lunch. Please.”

“Okay.” I decided to just go with it. A free lunch might cheer me up. “You don’t have to.”

We walked out to the street as he assured me that he didn’t have to, but he wanted to. The restaurant was only a block away, and as we passed the city hall, I smiled at the kids playing by the fountain as we approached. Warren had a way about him that made me feel a lightness inside. I wanted to be around him even if my grumpiness was trying to tell me otherwise. 

“I’m sorry I took off so abruptly yesterday.”

“Don’t worry about it.” He smiled as a skateboarder veered to miss a child who darted out in front of him.

“Look out!” The skateboarder jumped from his board, but his momentum carried his body right into mine. We went down in a spectacular splash.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” I said as I sputtered from the over-chlorinated disgusting water.

“Man I’m so sorry.” The boarder scrambled to his feet. “Are you okay?”

“Ugh. I’m not hurt.” I moved to get up, and Warren hauled me out of the fountain by my underarms.

“I’m sorry lady. I totes tried not to crash.”

I laughed instead of crying. “It’s fine. I’m okay. Are you okay?”

“Yeah man, I’m fine.”

I was precariously close to tears despite the humour of it all. 

“No harm was done.” I held my hand out to shake, and he shook it, gathered his skateboard and after another two jargon-filled apologies, he went on his way.

“You’re too nice,” Warren said with accusation in his tone. “Are you okay?”

“I guess so. But I’m empathetic, not nice.” I pulled my new phone from my back pocket. “Son of a bitch,” I shook water from it.

“You could have made him pay for that.”

“Yeah because a fifteen-year-old has three hundred dollars to spare.”

“Chris will pay for your new one. I was going to suggest it the other day.”

“This new one?” I laughed. “I wouldn’t have let him. My other phone was ruined long before Chris hit me with his car.”

“My car. He was driving my car.”

“Oh. Sorry, your car. Why was he driving your car? Was it ruined?”

“I was going over notes for a meeting we were on our way to, and hitting a ditch like that one is never good for a car. It will take a while at the mechanics.”

Unfortunately, for me, I was reaching the end of my control as I imagined how much spit and urine was in that fountain water. “Thanks for offering lunch. I’m sort of not in the mood now.”

“That’s understandable.”

“Bye.” I turned and stormed away.

“How about a rain check?” He asked as he caught up.

I raised my eyebrow at him. “No thanks. I’m done with rain or water of any sort. Goodbye.”

I really need to shut up. The rain decided to start then just to kick me in the ass. I looked down at my empty hands and realized I’d lost my umbrella. I looked around and saw it wandering off three blocks down in the hands of a man I know is homeless.

I took a deep breath. He needed it more than I did and I was soaked anyway.

I left Warren and made my way home, showered, changed, scarfed down a crappy peanut butter sandwich before I took the bus back to the mall. I didn’t have a car since I never needed one. The extra cost was unnecessary in a city that had decent transportation. I usually rode my bike or walked anyway. If I needed a car, I would rent one.

The cellphone clerk took pity on me and talked to the manager. I only had to pay half price for my second phone of the day. They threw in a waterproof camping pouch. I’m sure they had a good laugh at me after I left.

The rain had stopped, and the sun was already drying the roads and sidewalks. I took the bus to the park. I needed to relax and headed over to watch the ducks paddle around the pond as I had planed to earlier.

Part 4: Duck, Duck, Goose  .
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6 comments on “Things Will Turn Around – Part 3 – Haven (NSFW)

  1. Nel says:

    Man she has some shitty luck, lol. And I agree with Warren. Way too nice!

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  2. I know I’ve had days like that…nothing could go right if I paid a billion $. lol. I’m sure she is going to blow, she was pretty steamed at the fountain. 3 strikes and your out? the straw that broke the camels back? lol. sorry, cimm, couldn’t resist. We shall see what we shall see!

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