Her weakness, Writing essential, lesson 2
At the early hours of the working day, was Imogine about to finish the preparation of the report as it was expected by her Hazel, the branch manager. Imogine was working on it one week already, classifying the information and the figures on their place as precisely as it is possible. She started to work for the company before accomplishing her study in college. Imogine was the youngest, to her was assigned the biggest volume and the hardest part of the tasks. She was attractive with a fine face and long straight hair colored in red and big green to blue eyes. The company functioned as a well-established trader in office supply in the city. Every ringing of the phone of Imogine inspired the spleenful glances of Hazel, filled with jealousy and curiosity.
As Hazel previously has told to Imogine that in the head office their report is expected Imogine worked on the tables with the highest attention to the figurative information, comparing the prices and the other characteristics.
Recently graduated Imogine has kept friendly relationships with a lot of people. She was in friendly connections with four of her former classmates and have spoken by phone with her present boyfriend every day. Further, her previous boyfriend was giving her a phone call sometimes. Occasionally her friends from the college assembled Friday evening in a pub. She was in a relationship with Franc, an intelligent man in his late twenties who was just at the beginning of his career in car trading. Terry, one of her classmates introduced then to each other at his party before one year.
Sitting before the computer Imogine worked on her task, checking and summarising. She wore a cream colored blouse, not too long resolution blue skirt, trendy blazer in corresponding nuances and black shoes. The outfit emphasized the intellectual side of her personality. She was concentrated in composing the report when her phone rang with the melody selected for Franc, while Hazel worked on her table in front of Imogine. Imogine spoke on the phone around twenty minutes and the soft sound of her voice spread in the space. As she finished to speak on the phone, knitting her brows, Hazel told to her:
‘’At this workplace long private phone calls are not welcomed. You are about to be sacked. Give me the report and go home.’’
‘’What?’’ Imogine was badly surprised.
‘’I told you already. Go home.’’ confirmed her position Hazel. She was in her late fifties, with colored in brown tones not too long hair and green eyes and a slim body. Hazel was dressed brown polo blouse, checked skirt, woolen jacket, and black expensive shoes. Hazel tried with luxury clothes to improve her appearance of a naturally plain woman.
‘’You cannot fire me just like that,’’ protested energizingly Imogine. ‘’I have a right to speak on the phone.’’ It was natural for Imogine to keep a wide range of friendly connections which prompted Hazel to compete in any personal contest existing in her thoughts.
‘’Yes, but not too long.’’ The plain face of Hazel became blunt as she increased her voice.
‘’It was not too long,’’ responded Imogine to her controlling superior.
The work before Hazel required an amount of intention which noisy frustrating condition of her workspace did not seem as likely to be provided and the branch manager started to criticize Imogine:
‘’It is quite prolonged. You are working here. It is not your home.’’
Hazel was living with her two daughters as her ex-husband was living in another region. Her work was very important for her social status as it placed for Hazel a lot of opportunities to form friendships and establish connections. This opposed the style of her younger colleagues as they did not approve such a frivolity.
‘’I have not finished the report yet.’’ Imogine noticed nervously. She placed her mobile phone in her handbag.
‘’ I like you enough to appoint you, as you know, but I thoroughly oppose some of your habits at work. You always place your private relation higher than the work condition which you neglect. If you do not present to me the report in one hour time, you will be certainly sacked.’’
‘’But now I am not?’’ asked agitated Imogine.
‘’O.K. now you are not but you have to accomplish your task,’’ Hazel ordered to her
Imogine knew that Hazel jealousy to her as she possessed sensibility, but the conversation with Franc was a continuation of specifying of a clash from the previous evening. The argue was still not resolved yet and Imogine expected the next phone call by Franc in about one or two hours. But Imogine had not wanted to quit her job, in spite of that the private life was of the highest importance for her.
Stayed on the third work-table in the office on the corner Guendoline, the colleague of Imogine told her:
‘’If Franc give you a call now, you can ask him to ring you back later, after the time-frame, because of tensions in the office today,’’
‘’You are right, Guen,’’ admitted Imogine. ‘’But I don’t like any not clarified points in my relationship,’’
‘’ Imogine, listen to me, if she becomes more nervous than is now she could really send you home’’ warned her Guendoline.
Imogine commented quickly:
‘’If Hazel want to fire me really, she would do it certainly,’’
Guendoline sitting on her chair wondered for a moment why the friend of Imogine did not clarify their personal issues after work. But as this question did not concern her life she continued with her work. Although, that Imogine was speaking by phone not for short every day, she carried her tasks on time.
Around lunchtime, her phone rang again. Obviously was one of her best friends. They spoke around eight minutes and Hazel again reacted nervously saying to Imogine:
‘’You do not respect my requirement and I will offer your name for consideration on the next briefing in the office of the head manager.’’
In the next several weeks the atmosphere in the office was in a tense but Imogine continued her close relations with her personal friends by phone.
Author: Louise Grammatico