‘Where is it o?!’ The door burst open.
‘Where is my copy?’ my boss demanded. Oh, Lawd. I hadn’t finished it yet.
‘Erm, it isn’t ready yet, Emma’, I muttered. It’s an ad agency, so almost everyone is called by their first names. ‘Mr’ and ‘Mrs’ was overrated here.
Emma stormed out dramatically and banged the door behind him. In a split second, he was back.
‘Jesus! Jeeeesus! Why? Why can’t you just get things done on time, Demilade? Why?’
He paced the room at 5 steps per second. My heart rate was through the roof now. I knew how emotive Emma could be.
‘Christ! You people ehn! Demilade, I better have that copy by 7:45’. I looked at the time on my phone. 7:20.
‘Okay E…’. The door slammed shut. Typical day in an ad agency. Sheesh!
N.B: My life, as of now, is summed up in this dialogue and I’m loving it! Do you think my life is like a scene from a novel? Or movie? Tell me below in the comment box.