Rebecka briskly maneuvered her way through the traffic of people crowding the dirty sidewalk. She walked into the towering 54 story building, where she worked as an a assistant to a very important CEO. Although, this tower was a magnificently beautiful specimen of architecture, Rebecka felt it might as well have been a dun
You see reader, our heroin worked for a tight faced woman that the staff fondly nicknamed Medusa. Medusa kept Rebecka working for long hours, with little rest. This of course created in Rebecka the same bitchy disposition.
Never looking up from her day planner Rebecka stepped into the elevator. She looked up, long enough to push the button to take her up to the 34th floor, then continued to read. Stepping out of the elevator she walked directly into Eric from finances. In the chaos of their collision Rebecca's usually tightly pulled back hair became quite mussed and she was forced to untie it.
It has to be said that when she let her hair down she was actually quite beautiful. But since this is not a silly fairy tale, Eric was not instantly smitten with her. In fact as she recollected her hair into the old woman hairdo he thought she was rather stuck up looking, with her sharp clothes and serious face. But, as he helped her to gather her things she gave a sweet smile that softened her features considerably, and the two parted on friendly terms.
After this initial bump they seemed to run into each other often through out the office. At each of these meetings they always brightened each other day with silly office jokes and slightly inappropriate innuendos. As I said this is not a fairy tale, but as men often fall for women who are witty Eric became completely enamored with Rebecka.
Stirring the cheap powdered creamer provided in the cramped office break room into his stale lukewarm coffee and gazing up at the faded and pealing document that specified his rights as an employee Eric daydreamed about the blond assistant to Medusa. He dreamily wandered around the corner towards his cubicle and crashed right into Medusa. Spilling his coffee all over her expensive pinstriped suit.
Of course this incident ended badly for Eric, who was promptly fired. He was depressed about this because, well because he lost his job, but also because he knew that Medusa kept Rebecka working so hard that he would never be able to see her outside of the office. But fate is often an obvious sort of character.
Strolling aimlessly down the path through central park Rebecka took in the fresh air, watched as the leaves fell, and dreamed of Eric. She had often let her mind wander on the hansom man from finances, and wondered why she had not gotten his phone number. Feeling saddened by this thought she began to walk back to work, but as she continued around a bend, almost as if in a fairy tale there he was. Strolling aimlessly down the exact same path. What are the chances, like one in three or something. (Hey people, paths cross all the time.) He immediate asked her out to coffee. But, like I have mentioned, this is not some silly fairy tale. Therefore they did not get married right after, but went on several more dates in which they established a strong healthy relationship, and then with mutual respect and love, they did get married and lived together into old age.
The moral of this not fairy tale is not to watch were your going but perhaps to sometimes let your hair down.
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