Boss

Regarding Bosses, thread with care.

Last night, 9 pm onwards, I was captivated. I was sole audience of Horatio Caine's.. my charismatic character. Then interruption. It's time for me to make coffee. And I did so with one eye on the screen.

Half an hour later, at the dinner table, the mobile rang. Like every person I know, there is always a dedicated ring tone for Boss. And that was my Boss, now his Boss. And it wasn't ringing on my mobile.

"Boss! I've been home for the last half hour. Please call Ms. Ong who is still in the office. I have no time for you. My wife wants me to hang up right now. She's made me my coffee. And we're going to watch CSI. BYEEEEEEEEE"

The next thing I saw was the mobile in my face, instead of the familiar lines of the face of my charismatic redhead that I have been looking at.

I don't know what I have done. I was cautioned. And I made a face. It was me. Allegedly.

Yes, Boss. No, Boss. Certainly, Boss.

It was like he's my Boss all over again.

Fakov, Boss. Good night.