Chapter 5

The next day

Tina walks into office at 7:00am sharp she started listening to messages and reading e-mails taking note of the urgent ones Bette would need to reply to. Once she organized the messages she walked into Bette’s office, that’s where she saw Bette asleep on her couch again, God she must have spent all night here again, she saw the empty containers of food, and said to herself at least she ate.

Tina walks to Bette’s desk sees the neat piles of papers all with a post it notes on them, she  smiled to herself she loved the way Bette was so organized and she smiled at the way Bette loved to use post its Bette often called the little pieces of paper mans greatest invention. She picked up the piles of papers and the post it’s and quietly walked out the office, letting her boss sleep a bit longer.

Bette wakes up to the smell of coffee coming from a mug sitting right in front of her on the table.

Bette gets up in panic and realizes it’s already 11am

“Fuck!” she screams

Damn why didn’t Tina wake me

“Tina!!” Bette screams

Tina runs into the office in a panic.

“Bette what’s wrong?” Tina asks

“Tina, why didn’t to wake me don’t you remember about my meeting today! Now I’ll never get anything done on time, what were you thinking?” Bette screams

“Bette you looked so tired I thought I’d let you sleep” Tina quietly said

“You thought, you thought you’d let me sleep?”Bette walked over to her desk

“Where’s my presentation?”

Tina walked nervously over to Bette and handed her the neat stacks of papers, all in clear presentation folders ready to go.

“You got these ready for me?”Asked Bette

“Yeah, Tina said nervously, “I sent them down to the print department while you were asleep I also re-typed the numbers for you as well”

Bette flipped through the pages and found everything neatly done, looking even better than she had originally planned.

“Tina, how did you know?” asked Bette feeling a bit embarrassed

“Easy Bette, your post its” Tina said quietly

“My post its,” Bette whispered

“I asked Alice to pick your suit from the dry cleaners it’s hanging on your bathroom door, and the media room is being prepped even as we speak with lunch and drinks.” Tina said fidgeting with her hands