silken_dreammaid
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Rose Anne Bayley sat at her desk in her small office and stared at the blue screen on her monitor.
"This is not good," she muttered.
Her slender fingers were fisted into her palms on either side of the keyboard. Her back was straight and tensed and her teeth clenched at her bottom lip. Her green eyes were tired and filled with frustrated worry. She flipped her shoulder length red-brown hair back and started tapping at the keyboard again.
No luck. The blue screen flickered into a new one and then another and another.
"Okay," she said on a deep breath and reached across to turn the hard drive off. She waited while the system shut down and then turned it back on.. straight into another blue screen.
Anne, not even the personnel department knew her full baptismal name, bit back a curse and tried again.
Anne had just turned 30, she had worked hard to get where she was. A nice comfortable position in the lower rungs of upper management. Maybe in a few more years she could look higher, but for the moment she was well satisfied. She had a nice apartment, last year's model car and seemed to lack nothing.
So focused had she been on getting a successful career and the finer things of life, she had lost touch with reality in many ways. Tough and uncompromising, efficient and a workaholic, she had been all of those to succeed, and Rose had been hidden by the more sophisticated Anne.
Which was why she was at her desk at 6.30pm on a Friday night, working on reports that her computer had just eaten.
"Damned machine," she cursed and opened her drawer for the company register. One manicured nail ran over the laminated sheet while she picked up the phone with the other. Rapidly punching in the numbers for the computer department, she leant back in her chair and stared morosely at the screen as the phone rang.
It rang again and again and she suddenly realised that they probably had all gone home and that there was no-one there.
"Damn."
She was on the point of slamming the receiver down when it was picked up and an angry voice echoed against her ear.
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Rose Anne Bayley sat at her desk in her small office and stared at the blue screen on her monitor.
"This is not good," she muttered.
Her slender fingers were fisted into her palms on either side of the keyboard. Her back was straight and tensed and her teeth clenched at her bottom lip. Her green eyes were tired and filled with frustrated worry. She flipped her shoulder length red-brown hair back and started tapping at the keyboard again.
No luck. The blue screen flickered into a new one and then another and another.
"Okay," she said on a deep breath and reached across to turn the hard drive off. She waited while the system shut down and then turned it back on.. straight into another blue screen.
Anne, not even the personnel department knew her full baptismal name, bit back a curse and tried again.
Anne had just turned 30, she had worked hard to get where she was. A nice comfortable position in the lower rungs of upper management. Maybe in a few more years she could look higher, but for the moment she was well satisfied. She had a nice apartment, last year's model car and seemed to lack nothing.
So focused had she been on getting a successful career and the finer things of life, she had lost touch with reality in many ways. Tough and uncompromising, efficient and a workaholic, she had been all of those to succeed, and Rose had been hidden by the more sophisticated Anne.
Which was why she was at her desk at 6.30pm on a Friday night, working on reports that her computer had just eaten.
"Damned machine," she cursed and opened her drawer for the company register. One manicured nail ran over the laminated sheet while she picked up the phone with the other. Rapidly punching in the numbers for the computer department, she leant back in her chair and stared morosely at the screen as the phone rang.
It rang again and again and she suddenly realised that they probably had all gone home and that there was no-one there.
"Damn."
She was on the point of slamming the receiver down when it was picked up and an angry voice echoed against her ear.