Writer’s note: This is a fictional story. No real character was harmed during the creative process.
A start for the week in the office. We were expecting a new addition to the fold today and not just anyone, it was our new boss. I was sitting at my desk sorting out my inbox when a colleague came by and said:
“Did you see her?” He asked.
“Her who?” I responded
“The new boss, she was just in the coffee area.” He continued.
“She?” I had not realized we would finally be getting a female leader.
“Yes, we have ourselves a new lady boss!” He half joked, but I could see in his eyes he really wasn’t.
The way he had reacted did not sound promising, no, not at all good! It seemed he and the new manager had not gotten along so well.
“Oh.” My short answer.
“Yeah, well, guess it will all turn out good.” He remarked cryptically, having a worried look on his face.
“No, how did she seem to you?” Now I was getting alarmed too.
The idea of having a woman in charge and as my boss had been an intriguing one. However, I would have preferred a nice strong “human” leader and not a queen bitch. Well, men usually tended to have their preconceptions when female leaders were concerned. Therefore I thought it was just his opinion, nothing more. Possibly due to being intimidated by a woman boss. And if there is anything I have learnt, it is to ignore those myself, since people never give good first impressions.
“Yeah. Why don’t you go and get some coffee and see for yourself.” He urged me.
“Yeah, as soon as I have today’s agenda sorted out.” I told him. It was a lie, I had sorted my tasks already and I never said no to more coffee.
I was sitting at my desk doing all kinds of non urgent tasks, procrastinating, buying my time. Finally gathering enough courage, I got up and made my way to the coffee room.
Just before entering the area, I heard a loud and full laugh coming from the area. ‘That was new’, I thought.
I entered and saw the two worst ass kissers in the office chatting up our new department head. Probably sucking up to the boss telling her all kinds of little lies.
I quietly snuck myself into the room and went to the coffee machine, trying to be as quite as possible. As Mr Murphy would have it, I managed to make a loud noise, while reaching for the cup from the fully stocked cupboard. The cup then fell out with an audible sound. I managed to grab the cup before it fell on the floor and broke, hoping not to have alerted the trio’s attention. I poured coffee into the cup and turned towards the table, where my office mates and new boss were standing.
I could not help staring. She was the epiphany of a modern executive. Dressed in a tailored power suit, her dark hair neatly cut in a bob. And of course, she was wearing stiletto heels. I know my jaw was dropped. I looked at myself, dressed casually: Jeans, t-shirt and sneakers. I could not believe my luck! Remember what I said about first impressions? Well I might have been wrong after all.
The new boss lady looked at me, clearly assessing who or what I was. Guess she decided I was safe enough and with an evil grin she said:
“Nice catch!” Commenting on my blunder with the coffee cup.
I was dumbfounded. It took some time for me to gain my speech ability back.
“I was, um, Thanks!” I managed.
“So, what department are you part of?” She asked. Not my name, not a hello nice to meet you. I was getting the sinking feeling my co-worker had been right in his assessment regarding our new lady boss after all!
“IT.” Short answer. All I could manage.
“Oh, so you are the contractor!” She sounded like it was an infectious disease. At least that’s the way I heard it.
“I um (again), yes. I am the administrator for the platform.” Wow! I finally managed to get a sentence out from my mouth.
“Is that a fact.” Her expression was starting to change rapidly and she seemed to be nodding in approval. “I have heard good things about you.” She finally said with a smile.
Once again she managed to surprise me and leave me astonished with my mouth open like a goldfish whose bowl just broke and the water was spilled all over the floor.
“That, that is good to hear.” I managed finally.
She then did the unthinkable thing. She stepped closer, standing next to me, completely ignoring her brown nosing fans and talked to me.
“You and I should have a chat soon. I have some plans for the IT improvements and I would like your input.” She was still smiling while she was speaking to me.
“Great.” I seemed to have so much difficulty in talking with her, my sentences reducing to one syllable ones.
“Excellent! Why don’t you book us an appointment and let’s move forward from there!” She told me.
She then turned around, but before she left, she said: “It was really good to meet you!” And she was gone.
“Good to meet you too!” I was half shouting after her, as she was almost gone.
First impressions, forget them! My new boss and I; I am sure we will have a great and fruitful working relationship after all!
