I do consulting work. It's my own private business I started a few years ago to make a few dollars on the side when I wasn't slaving away for office managers. Last year, I gave my two-week notice and never looked back. Business has been good.
This work has me spending time in the customer's offices. I go over their books, keep my eyes open as to how they conduct their own business and make notes for my report to the owners. They hire me for as little as one day, or as much as a month. I give them the good news and bad, then we take it from there.
Usually, the company that hires me, has me use an office of someone who was just let go. Many times, others will peak their head in the door and ask if I am so and so's replacement. I usually tell them the truth in that I am just temporary for a few days, Other times, I'll tell them I'm on probation and could be the next office manager. Most just smile at me as they back out of my temporary office digs.
Being assigned to an office and observing the staff and business are two different things, so I tend to move around the office and company a lot. Writing down notes, observing and maybe chatting to some of the workers comes all in a normal day for me.
This one assignment had a female office manager who looked like a brick house. She had the moves, the dress, the makeup, everything except for one problem: She was a bitch! And a bad one at that. Oh, she would cozy up to the bosses alright when they were around, but if you had the unfortunate luck of working directly for her, life was terrible.
I could see this in the office staff she controlled. She would skirt the fine line of harassment in front of others and make them all, male and female workers alike, feel bad. She had a long memory and would use their past mistakes to prove her point as if an iron fist was part of her jewelry. This one girl, just a cute thing out of high school, was nearly brought to tears by this monster while I was in the room. She ran a tight ship and controlled everyone. I think if it were not for the efficiency of that department, the bosses would have let her go along time ago.
After observing her, she started to get a little nervous, but defiant. You see, I wasn't working for her, just the bosses, and she knew it but was powerless to do anything. I found out that some of the office workers had put some complaints in about her and the bosses brought me in to get some concrete mistakes she was making. Her days were probably numbered.
I thought then that maybe I could use all of this to my advantage to take the pressure off each office worker there and maybe even change her attitude and let her keep her job.
I would just have to focus on her. (Be careful what you ask for.......)
It didn't take long for her to move in my direction and start to feel me out. I knew exactly what she wanted but I wasn't going to make it easy for her.
It started with the morning coffee in the company lunch area. Up until now, she had always kept her distance from me and stayed away. That was fine with me. We were introduced to each other on my first day there, but otherwise, we both gave each other lots of space.
Anyway, I was just standing at the coffee machine, filling up my favorite mug of Java when what do I hear? "How's it going?" I turned and looked and there she was. I started at the top of her auburn hair and slowly worked my eyes down. Everything was perfect. Hair, makeup, eyes were all excellent. Her black dress and gold jewelry were an excellent match as well. I slowly moved my eyes up and let them linger at her breasts (wondering what her nipples looked like) and then back up to her eyes.
I was going to have to be really good to pull this off. I'll have to use all my creative skills to tame her and let her keep her job, ease the pressure off of all the office workers and....get her to want to give me the fuck of the year.
I looked right into her eyes and said "Things are going well for me. Your name was Joan, right?" "That's right. I wanted some coffee too and thought maybe we could sit down and chat about what you're up to in my department." What a smile she had when she said that. She was direct, I'll give her that.
"Sure. Let's go to my office and we can chat." I led the way. This is when I start to get paid, I thought to myself. The office the bosses let me use was very nice. It was better than Joan's by far. The whole office environment just oozed of success.
I told her to sit down in the chair on the side of the desk while I sat at the desk. I wanted her as close as possible to watch her body and facial expressions when I would be candid with her. I took a good long sip of coffee, put it down and asked her "Ok. I'm all ears."
She started to explain that she thought she knew why I was there and that it had to do with her. "Hmmm...could be, but then I'm not willing to talk about it just now. It's still early morning and I haven't had my coffee yet, but maybe later" I said. It seemed like a good idea for her to back out and come back in the afternoon. I thought it was a good idea too and watched her walk out.
I picked up the phone and called my friend Mat. He and I go way back to elementary school. He also has his own business and we get together now and then, especially when either one of us needs help. I needed his help now.
Funny thing about Mat and I. We have always shared our women when we were single. Never when we were married, but we're both divorced now and for the most part, doing well.
