chapter 2

November 28 2006

I came to Denver for my brother’s engagement. My brother, sister in law, our cousins and I went to the amusement park. Elitch garden is one of the most popular amusement parks in Denver. This amusement park is really big. So many rides along with a waterpark and adventures thrilling rides.

I am running with all my strength. I was marching through the crowd.

It was my first time in Denver city. I live in a countryside area near Denver. Greenwood Village in Colorado. It is a beautiful rural area with around 16000 of population. We will talk about my village some other time. Right now I am running, Huffing and panting.

As I said it's my first time in Denver city. I came with her family and relatives for her brother's engagement. After the engagement party, we came to the elitch garden for some fun. I am directionally challenged. When we were at the entrance my professor called me and I stopped there. Brother said they will be in the southern part of the park. And now I don't know where the south is.

The only thing I can do now is run here and there.

“Oh no. I am late. They are going to think I am lost. Run fast Jazzelle! Run……….. aaahhhh"

. Oh no……. I bumped into someone. That person, I collided with, collided with a little girl standing in front of her. That little girl was eating ice cream and that person collided with her. His balance is quite good or else he would have fallen on her.

“I am sorry, I am very sorry.” I apologized to the man, who was on the ground and had ice cream all over his shirt. ( It’s funny, isn’t it? No Jazzelle, bad manners you shouldn’t laugh. .)

He seems angry. He stands up and starts jerking off his clothes. He looks at his shirt which is stained now. And now he is glaring at me. This death glare is enough to pierce through one. He doesn't need any knife or sword. Just this glare is enough.

“Are you blind? Don’t you have your eyes or are you a mole?”

He is scolding me badly. He is swearing at me. I don't understand what to say. I am just looking at him. my eyes were drawn to this man who stood out like a beacon. He exuded an air of power and confidence, with his tall stature and well-groomed beard. It was clear that he was someone of importance, perhaps even a CEO or other high-ranking executive. He was impeccably dressed in a sleek suit, which only added to his aura of professionalism and authority. All in all, this tall, bearded gentleman in a suit was undoubtedly a force to be reckoned with.

“Speak up. Have you lost your voice as well?” he is very furious and venting it all on me.

I seem to have lost for a time being. But I gathered myself and said,

“Sorry! I bumped into you and because of me, you got hurt and I messed up with your shirt. I apologise to you. If you want I can wash it." I am apologizing frequently but this iron tower doesn't seem to move a bit. He is just glaring at me with his red eyes. His eyes are black though but since he is angry I can even see his fangs.

We went to a cafeteria sink.

“Please give me your shirt,” I said politely.

He didn’t say anything and took off his outermost shirt.

I said in my mind “ wow, he knows how to fill a shirt”. He is very strong looking. The man in question is a towering figure, standing at least six feet tall. He has broad shoulders and a well-built body that seems to exude strength. His arms are muscular and toned, evidence of much physical work and labor in gym of course.

He is wearing a black vest that hugs his torso, accentuating his well-defined chest and abs. His face is chiseled, with a strong jawline and prominent cheekbones, though it can'tbe seen clearly because of his beard but one can imagine his features clearly. His eyes are piercing, with a hint of mischief and confidence. His hair is short, styled in a neat undercut that seems to highlight his strong facial features.

“Give it to me.” I took his shirt and started to wAsh it. But still, I stared at him from you. Above his strong shoulders was a cold and handsome face.

“It’s done. I’ve wAshed it. Again I am sorry for today…..” I didn’t even complete my word and a guy who seem to be his assistant came and said,

“Sir, your suit." He handed him the suit.

That guy just took the suit and started wearing it.

"I am sorry. I got late because of the crowd.” said the man.

“Wait. What the….. ” I was cked and very mad knowing he already has an extra suit. I started yelling at him

“ If you already have an extra suit why did you ask me to wAsh your shirt?” I said very angrily.

Buttoning his fresh shirt, he coldly said, “when did I ask you to wAsh it? YOU said you would clean it.”

Very shockingly, I said, “shouldn’t you refuse my offer to wAsh your shirt?”

“Why would I? You have dirtied it. You must clean it,” He said it without any single expression.

I am speechless after this. I sighed and glared at him.

I was going on her way and suddenly he ( the cold shout at his assistant. "

" You shouldn’t have fixed meeting with clients at such crowded place in the first place. And can’t you do work properly. The clients Haven’t reached yet do you want me to remind you to call them and ask about their whereabouts.”

He was scolding his assistant badly. And his poor Assistant was just looking at the ground and apologizing frequently.

I heard and stopped, taking steps back and following him.

I pushed on his shoulder with my palm. He turned to me. who do you think you are? Even if you are the boss and he is your employee you don’t have to shout at him like this. If he made any mistakes just ask him to fix them. How can you scold him in public... How can one tolerate such a kind of dominant and rude boss? At least I can't. If my boss is like you, I would rather resign than work under a jerk. I will never have an employer like you.

After saying this much I started to walk and then turned and said, “ respect your employees.”

Then I left to find, my friends and cousins.

That was then…..

And today…

I…am…. Gonna be his employe

I am done. On the first day of the job, I will lose this job

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