Boys...

Cheery voices are signs of imminent doom.

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Okay Okay. I know.

I have NO complete stories- and I don't even try to be dedicated to them.

Sue me, okay?

I don't have inspiration... And I want to start this one before the inspiration goes away....

so yeah.

PEACE ✌.

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I was typing up an email to a guy who lived somewhere far far away... Telling him how sad we were that we couldn't add his start up to our YouTube app - and how we were ready to publicize his app as an apology for the inconvenience caused.

Yeah right.

I couldn't help but mutter the two most commonly used words from a teenager's vocabulary all around the globe. Yeah. Right.

I was genuinely worried, though. Start-ups are a big deal. Especially when the signify a big start and you can't accept rejection. And I honestly felt that if the dude was trying so hard, then he was doing it the right way, and he should be supported by the veterans.

But instead of trying, Mr. O'Neil just shook his head in sarcastic sadness and said we were a lost cause.

And to be completely honest, there was NO denying it. We were. And we would be, till the board of Venture capitalists sacked this man from his position as a CEO. A very inefficient one that too.

Suddenly, in that deathly silence where even the slightest tap on a loose letter key would earn you glares from the seniors, my phone rang at it's highest volume with Nicki Minaj singing, Anaconda.

The phrase- dying due to embarrassment- didn't feel as figurative as it was. My cheeks flushed from a brown, to a darker brown, as I couldn't help but smile at how superbly capable I was at embarrassing myself. Had I been working in the more fun part of Google San Bruno, everyone would have just laughed at me. But I wasn't that lucky... Never was actually - what was I expecting? After all those school years of tragically embarrassing myself without even being drunk once, I should have actually given up on luck. But no. I still hoped that Harry Potter would come riding on his broom saying some kind of an enchantment and make these people smile- I wouldn't actually say "laugh" because let's not stretch it.

I was instantly stared and glared upon by the people who had probably forgotten how to move their muscles in order to maintain a positive attitude towards the people at the workplace... Or their work... But then again... Let's not stretch it.

I swiped right, and picked up as Emma's cheery voice dampened my day.

Oh no. I'm not that pessimistic person who prefers their comfort zone which is negativity. I'm actually quite an optimist, and love getting out of my comfort zone, even if it means listening to Emma's faux cheery voice which is just an indicator of imminent doom. It basically just yelled 'HEY-I-KNOW-WE-NEVER-TALK-BUT-I-NEED-YOU-TO-DO-ME-THIS-IMMENSE-FAVOUR -BECAUSE-WHY-NOT?" (rather because she's utterly shameless.)

"Hey Honey! How's it going?" Okay.... Let's give a safe answer and ask her back.

"Hey! I'm good-"

"GREAT! Mind doing me a favor?" Great. Aren't we completely blunt?

"Um...-"

"Fantastic! Can you pick up Glenn and his friend from the airport and drive them to the address I have messaged you? Thanks sweetheart! Bye!!!" Beep. There she went. Like the wind.

"Dear lord." I mumbled.

Who Glenn?

Now if someone told me... It would be a start.