Two cocktails and 3 shots later, it was getting a little harder to see well. The room felt like it was spinning and I had to pee real bad. I winded up stumbling to the bathroom and ran into a man on my way there. We bumbed shoulders, but he was the first to say something.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there, you ok?" He apologized,  holding onto my shoulders, like I was going to fall over.

"Ya, I'm good thanks, just need to use the restroom." I replied, placing one hand one his chest and the other one on his shoulder, to reasure him I was ok and really needed to go bad.

"Ok then, I'll let you go." He said, with a smile on his face, letting go of my shoulders and moved to the side.

My mind wondered to that man's chest, as I sat relieving myself. His peck was rock hard and his shoulder wasn't to far from that either.

It started to bug me that I didn't really see what he looked like in the face. I was staring at his feet during our short encounter we just had. He had on some newer looking vans and black pants, maybe they were Dikies. I wasn't quite sure though.

I washed my hands afterwards and looked into the mirror. My eyes were pretty bloodshot, so I decided to call a cab to get home tonight. Coming out of the restroom, I went back to the bar and scanned the entire room.

Maybe I could catch a glimpse of what this (vans man) looks like.
I laughed to myself, after realizing I was scanning for shoes and pants. I finished up my drink and called the cab I needed to get home.

The week went by pretty fast, by Sunday night I couldn't get to sleep. Thoughts about my new job were running through my head, it was like Christmas for me. Turning the TV on to watch a black and white movie, I finally dozed off around 1 am.

The next morning, I got up on time, ate, took a shower. I decided to wear a little sexy skirt with a button up shirt for my first day, to make a good impression.

I walked in and the woman who had interviewed me before, greeted me. She started to explain details of my job duties. She was a short pudgy little lady, maybe in her late 30's. She also talked very nervous like. It was as if someone was chasing her at all times.

"Ok, this packet will explain more information in detail of your duties and a little about Knuls Corporation. If you can't concept every thing, I will tell you today. First, Mr.Knuls will need anything that has caffeine in it every morning. You need to chose something different everyday, Mr. Knuls likes to be surprised. Second, this one is the most important. He doesn't like anyone coming into his office. You are in charge of everyone that walks in there. This means nobody gets in without an appointment, no matter what. I don't care if a swat team wants in, your job is to keep them out, unless they make an appointment first, got it?"

 "Got it." I replied back.

"I will be in my office, in the lobby, but you can call me if you have any questions. I would also advise not to talk to Mr. Knuls at all. He gets stressed out a lot and has blown up on his receptionists before. Just talk only if he talks to you or you think he looks happy. Everything else that is needed from you, he will inform you of any other duties." She said all of this as she opened a door into a huge waiting area. It had benches on the sides and a desk that could easily occupy three people.

"This is your desk." She said pointing to it, then towards a hall behind it, that ended with double doors closed.

"And that is Mr.Knuls's office. As you can tell, your desk blocks the way to his office for a reason. Remember, no one goes in without an appointment." She finally smiled with her last comment. "Any questions before I leave you to the phones?"

"No I'm sure I'll manage. Thank you." I responded quickly and smiled at her.