"Damn that elevator and damn Richard Wellington" I said again, as I felt a bulge rising from where my head had connected with the elevator.
"Out of the way" a man called as he ran past me. He wore a tailored vert shirt with dark pants, and even in motion, it looked really great on him. And I can always excuse someone if he knows his way around a wardrobe.
"Sir! Sir! Could you halt for a moment, I need to run something by you. Please Sir, I have been waiting all morning." I heard the man echo still running from down the hall inches from where Richard Wellington walked.
"Just keep everything for the board meeting, I don't have time for any of it now" Richard called back, halting the man dead in his tracks.
"all morning" I pondered, and yet he didn't stop to even look at the file the man had opened as he ran. How cruel.
