It Started With A Lie

Root of my problems

When I paid the driver and closed the door of the car, all the pent-up anger that I have been holding in ever since I found out who could ruin my chance at getting a job in this city was bubbling inside of me. I fist my hands and marched towards the building.

I didn't stop at the front desk or just run right to the elevator. I was murdering the elevator buttons when they weren't opening. The receptionist was calling out to me, but I ignored him, and I just walked into the elevator. When it finally opened, I pressed the button to go to the top floor, where the bastard office was. I was going to give him a piece of my mind.

I didn't wait for the elevator doors to fully open; as soon as they started to open, I stormed out of them and headed to the Dickhead office. I didn't knock on the door; I just let myself in. I didn't care that he had guests or if it was someone important. He was going to get an ear full of words that I'm going to use to attack him. I might just slap him again to teach him a lesson. He has already ruined any chance for me to work in the business industry in New York, and I'm sure if I try to get a job anywhere else, the results won't change. Therefore, I have nothing to be afraid of.

"You!" I shouted as I pointed my finger at him accusingly. Four pairs of eyes greeted me, but I didn't care. He glanced at his guests before speaking.

"Could you excuse me for just a few minutes?" He asked his guests. They didn't complain or protest. They just glanced between me and their boss.

There were some murmurs of 'sure' and 'good luck'. They all left his office staring at me, giving me the looks like she must be crazy, or she's probably one of his latest conquers and dumps. I ignored the looks that I was getting; instead, I was trying to burn the man in front of me alive. I don't know why they were in his office, but I don't really care. He has time to mess with my life; he must have time to deal with the mess he made.

When they all left, I could see his cool demeanor slip away, and it was replaced with anger. He paced over to me in an intimidating way, but I was afraid, and I sure as hell wasn't going to back down and cower like he thought I would. I was too angry at him to do any of those things. He stopped in front of me, and I could feel his anger coming off of him in waves.

"What is wrong with you? Do you know what I do to people who barge into my office like that, especially when I am in an important meeting?"He said, his anger bubbling below the surface.

"If you didn't want me to barge into your office to interrupt your so-called important business, you wouldn't have interfered in my life, you self-centered jerk!" I said my anger was more on the surface than under it.

"Now you listen to me..." I stopped him before he could say anything else. "I don't know you, and you don't know me, but ever since I met you, nothing has been going my way. You like to have your way, don't you? You think you'll always get what you want, don't you? But let me break your little bubble; whatever game you're playing, don't think you'll win." I was ranting, but I didn't care. I just let my words fly and hit the target. I wasn't giving him a chance to talk, so he was getting frustrated with me, but did I stop? I continued to rant to get my point across and to let out my anger at the person who caused it.

"I've never met such a jerk like you who is so full of himself, and that speaks volumes because I have met tons of jerks in my life, but you got them beat; you're another case that I don't want to deal with. I don't care who you are or who you think you are; just leave me the hell alone." I jabbed my finger into his chest as I glared at him, wishing he could just drop dead from the deadly look that I was giving him.

I left his office just as I came, slamming his door on my way out. "Stupid men, stupid jerk, I hope I never see him again." I murmured angrily as I left his office.