I slammed the office door shut as I stepped into the cool, air-conditioned room. "Good morning, Sir," I greeted my boss, who was Чтение a package of papers. "I've got your Dunkin' Пончики Coffee, and the Sunday paper." I set them all down on his desk.
He glared at me through his glasses. "You're late."
"By one minute!" I groaned.
He flipped through the pages quickly. "Listen, Jeannette, I--"
"ALEXIS," I corrected him.
"Jeannette," he сказал(-а) anyway, "I know how much Ты hate this job, but your brother сказал(-а) that Ты really needed the money. Now, I'm giving Ты an opportunity for a promotion."
"Promotion?"...
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