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One drink too many in and being a lightweight doesn't help, how far gone I feel. I keep touching my face like it could be a mask.
Music blaring in the background. The smell of alcohol in the air, a holiday office party. Never cease to amaze me. Our office when we party feels like we are back in college. After an hour of greetings, we begin to drink out of pure anxiety and end up as a college party. Luckily not a lot of people remember the nights but man, we know how to party.
Is this my face? It doesn't feel like my face…. have I ever knew what my face felt like?
Taking one more sip...
"Zooo…. hey, how long you've been here?" Kim, grabs my drink from my hands
Kim, my best friend, and coworker has this mom sense when it comes to me. Not saying I'm reckless or anything. I'm more of the cozy up and watch movie friend while she's the type to check in and make sure everyone is okay.
"KIMMY!!! baby, you've got to…. try thi..s" I say, slurring my words. "Also feel my face"
"Oh, sweetheart, what happened this time? You made such a big deal of not drinking today" Kim says, holding out her arm for me.
Gripping onto Kim's arm, "Well tell Chaaaaad… to keep…. there distance" I say, while steadily squeezing out of my chair.
Chad's our boss and my boyfriend ex-boyfriend of six months. Tall with beautiful brown curly locks. Or are they blonde… SHIT! I can't remember.
"Oh god… what else?" Kim says, helping me to the bathroom.
Squeezing Kim's arm, I begin to cry not even halfway to the bathroom yet.
"Chad, dumped me and suggested I quit, since it'll be awkward for the both of us." I say, smearing my run down makeup.
"Wow! It's time to go home. First, we need to sober you up before we take anymore action." Kim says, flagging down Harper, our co-worker.
"Can you help me with Zoe?" Kim says, juggling me.
"Sure.." Harper says judgingly
"Harp…. don't… to. Day was not fun.. I do not need… you" I say, crying
After several hours of hoping into the car and staggering up the stairs to my apartment. I sobered up.
Kim places a cup of water on the coffee table in front of me. It's been a couple of mins since I've said anything to her. I can't get my mind straight enough to explain what happened.
Minutes pass by, my glass is half empty and the movie Kim has started is just starting. I don't know what to do. My issue is Chad wants me to quit and I know Kim is going to suggest I take this issue up with HR.
But every woman knows in a heavy male work environment, HR can only do so much. I mean, I don't even like my job. They offer me the position to be a call lady for tech support. I graduated with a bachelors in data analysis.
I thought this would be a great way to make my resumé look decent. But I can't say this to Kim, she enjoys this job and wants to continue to work together.
"I have a reason for what I'm doing" the movie plays in the background of my thoughts.
Yeah… I have a reason why I don't need HR at the moment and that is….. leaving.
Oh god she's not going to be happy about this.
"But why…" the movie pauses. Shifting on the couch Kim turns to me.
"I want you to know I'm here when ever you're ready to talk. I want to address this issue and get him fired. Whatever you want I'll try my best to stand by but I won't let some douche take advantage of you" Kim says, pulling me into a hug.
With that contact I instantly started crying. "Thank you" I don't know what I would do if she wasn't here always giving me support.
"I want to leave the company" I hiccup
"If that's what you want fine… we'll just have to schedule a bunch of hang out days" she winks at me.
I burst in to tears and laughter "definitely!"
We cried, finished the movie and slept. It was peaceful. But going to work in the morning was going to be hell.
"Pssshh…."
Looking to my left where Kim is lowering her head blocking anyone who would notice her not working.
"I just sent you a text." Kim says in a quick whisper
"I know if you gave me time I would have looked at it" I say matching her tone.
"Hurry up then"
