The CEO and Me.

r haughty eyes that were glaring at me flickered away when sh

age in the cleaning staff. I had no idea what I did to her, if I ever offended her in someway, which

Hated my guts and wished she threw me from the rooftop of this b

I liked tp imagine how people's voices sounded. Mrs. Doolittle probably had one of those voices that remind

as assigned. Jane and I worked on the same floor, which was why we tended to

ell aware of my empty surroundings. We had to get to work earlier than the employees of the company so we

r a year now. Finance was written in an elegant

g was already shimmering under the lights that reflected of the beige walls, along with

mployee, since they probably had sensitive information for the company, being the Fina

ished the luxurious bathrooms that were double the size of

ecause when I was finishing up, two women in dress shirts and pencil

the cleaning staff was almost invisible for regular employees. We were like walking clean

ngs easier, not having to struggle to communicate with others; they wou

ed being in this line o

s more tense than usual. People in the cubicles were sending nervous glances to each other

wandered whenever I had to clean his off

ing happen

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omewhere that elevator buttons were dirtier than toilet seats. So I got to work again and started cleanin

. But I made a mistake and did the one thing I

ned

anels- those corners were tricky- when my

He had been when my parents were alive, and when we lived with my aunt when my parents di

. I couldn't blame him, really. The area we lived in, it was difficu

y with it. He was a teenager after all, and he had just come into a

doing poor at it when I knew how smart he was,

en with my inexistent experience in that matter I could tell it wasn't just alcoh

pened? But how would I have been able to support us? I couldn't find work there, and my aunt only took us in because I had begged her. If she hadn't, Jim and I would have been separated in the system. Bu

't realize the panel was squeaky clean, and t

een day dreaming, my heart started hammering in m

d roughly grabbed my arm and p

crip red suit had on my arm was steel like, so I stayed upright, now facing a small crowd of

tom tailored three piece dark blue suit, slick brown hair and a short, neat beard that covered a strong jaw. I caught all that in one fractio

he lady, still griping my

s the door closed they opened again, a man already inside the elevator was holding the door for t