ANGELA’S FIRST DAY

Sat, Jul 11 2009 05:42am IST 1
Pride.James
Pride.James
99 Posts

ANGELA’S FIRST DAY

(774 Words)

Angela got up early on her first day as the P.A. of the managing director of a large company in the near by city of Norwich. She spent a good hour on her appearance, washing her hair, carefully applying her make up and choosing her clothes for the day. She felt it very important for her to make a good impression on her new boss. She had been told by her friends who already worked for this up and coming international company that her boss was a stickler for having things ‘just so’. As she was due to start work at nine o’clock she thought that it wisest to arrive there a little early rather than late. As the companies offices were about an hour’s drive from her home in Acle, she decide to leave at half seven, allowing half an hour for any unforeseen circumstances.

On the dot of 7.30 she backed her Ford Fiesta out of the garage. The weather forecast for the day had sounded promising on last night’s news, but now it looked heavy and overcast. So much for the sun they said we would have, she thought.

As she drove she sang along with the radio, the latest Robbie Williams hit, humming the bits where she didn’t know the words. She had been driving for about half an hour when the skies opened and the rain started to fall like Noah should be rebuilding his Ark.

Then she saw, little further down Yarmouth Road a tailback of traffic, and in the distance she could see a road accident. ‘Just as well I know the roads around here”, she thought, “I can cut off just here and go down Church Lane and get back on the road a good way past this.’ Angela turned right and had gone no more than 200 yards than she felt the car give a little swerve; she immediately applied the brakes and came to a stop. Angela knew from the feel of the car that she had a puncture in the off side rear tyre.

Swearing softly to herself she picked up her mobile phone and dialled the A.A., but all she got was a continuous buzzing sound. Then she remembered that for some reason or other her phone never did work in the car, so finding one or two more choice words she got out of the car to phone. As she opened the door she caught her hand on the door and dropped the phone into a large puddle just outside her door, a puddle she now found herself standing in. By this time the dictionary had run out of words that she might have found suitable for the situation, ‘Nothing else for it’ she thought, ‘I’ll have to change the wheel.’

Walking to the rear of the car she opened the boot to get the spare wheel. As she bent she failed to see the large semi-trailer coming down to road towards her and as it hit the large puddle the tidal wave that followed drenched poor Angela, forcing her to drop the spare wheel, badly laddering her tights on its way down.

It was at this stage Angela started collating data for a new dictionary of swear words and had just about completed the work by the time she had changed the wheel some thirty minutes later.

Angela got back into the car after fishing around in the puddle for her phone, which she immediately threw out again as she remembered that its insurance had run out the day before. Angela started her car (yes, it did start) and continued on her way to work. Approximately two hours after leaving home Angela pulled into her new company’s car park, where she learnt, they had just had installed a coin machine for parking, and that she had no change in her purse. Being able to carry out a 52-point turn in such a small turning area is to be applauded, especially when one complets a new dictionary whilst doing so.

Angela drove to a nearby newsagents to purchase a newspaper in order to get the necessary change to enter the car park, only to find that they were commencing road works outside the shop she had intended using, and she was unable to park any closer than 30 yards away and it was still raining hard. ‘Well,’ thought Angela ‘if I’m going to be late I may as well be later,’ and drove to another shop half a mile away. As she pulled up outside the shop she noticed that they were still displaying Sunday’s newspapers on Monday, or were they?

Sat, Jul 18 2009 08:14pm IST 2
Weens
Weens
998 Posts
This sounds like one of my days. I am now intrigued to find out what happens to her when she eventually reaches work (that is if she ever does) I love the way you have handled her swearing and ' collating new data for a dictionary' is inspired. You make the reader feel her frustration and annoyance.
Thu, May 6 2010 10:58pm IST 3
charmed-imsure
charmed-imsure
28 Posts
sounds like it would be my typical day too, and the worst part? My name is Angela!

The swearing must be mandatory for someone called Angela... so me!


Sat, May 8 2010 08:16am IST 4
mike
mike
641 Posts
Similar situations have often been filmed using silent comedians - these escalations of of unfortunate events. Could there not be more of Laurel and Hardy in the story? Only an idea!

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