Strangers in the Night
Copyright© 2015 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 7
Strangers in the Night: 7.
"Dalmar?" she asked.
"Mr. Valmaat," I said.
"Why would Mr. Val see you?"
"Daddy," I said.
"Oh shit!" she exclaimed ... and looked guilty.
"It's ok, you never missed me, did you?"
"You were gone?"
"See," and I started laughing.
"Am I in trouble?"
"Nope, you performed your assigned duties with élan."
"Sure I have," she said, "You haven't called me to your office since the first week."
"Did you miss me?"
"I found things to do," she said. "Whenever I went to your desk you were always gone. I simply stamped OUT on your paperwork and sent it on."
"Good girl," I agreed, "That is what I was doing to it before I went to work."
"Work?"
"Yeah, I bought some steel toed shoes, grabbed a hard hat and a company smock and worked on the floor until the Union man caught up with me."
"You haven't been in the office?"
"No."
"Shit! I'm in so much trouble."
"Nope," I denied it.
"Why do you want to see Mr. Valmaat?"
"Simple, I want a real job."
"This is a real job," she said.
"Every piece of paper I picked up had already been passed by someone higher up ... that's not a real job." I said, "Even the mailroom clerk has a real job."
So ... she made a call and Dalmar came down.
"Finally," he said. "Run into something you can't figure out?"
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