My parents were so proud of me and that is enough for me. I don 't mind whatever people say to me. Their opinion did not bother me. My intercom beep and I pressed the loud speaker button. "Ms. Wallace, meeting will start in five minutes." Bella 's voice echoed to the silent room. "Thanks Bella, I 'll be out in a bit." I answered and hanged up. I fixed my suit and gathered my laptop and documents. The meeting is all about the three way telecom units to be shifted in Taiwan and Singapore next week. The meeting lasted until seven. I have no time to change my clothes. I have no choice but to attend the opening party with my corporate attire. I turned off my computer and gathered all my personal things and headed out of my office to my car. I checked my phone with lots of message from Kevin saying I 'm late. Shit! I drove so fast, the restaurant is half an hour away from my office. • • • I arrived at the venue thankfully still alive from the way I drove. It 's been a long time since I last drove like that. Old memories. I smiled and fixed myself and reapplied my make up. I spray a little perfume before exiting the car. I glanced at the newly opened restaurant and I admit, the style is very New Yorker style. It has an aura that gives you a feeling of coming home and expecting a very delicious home cooked dishes. It is very welcoming and refreshing. I smiled and went to the entrance door with the guard welcoming me with a very pleasant smile. I mumbled thanks and entered the
After showering, I threw on a pair of skinny jeans. (Well when I say threw, it’s more like a series of wiggles, hops, stretches, and squats before managing to pull them on.) I put on a white laced shirt and my favorite red converse. I quickly slapped on some makeup before heading down to breakfast.
Quickly braiding my hair while slipping on my shoes, I ran out the door. The hallways were empty. At this point I was nervous. The empty halls suggested that everyone had already gone to the ceremony.
Good luck.” Leaving the diner, she smiled and waved to them. “Those country boys could never keep up with a city girl,” she said going to her car. I will see for myself, what is up there, she thought driving down the street.
This conversation was a brief interaction that transpired quickly. Where one participant wanted specific information and the other gave the response the other was looking for. Another principle that is being used is that communication is purposeful. The interaction was very brief, where one wanted to know how the appointment went. The conversation may have continued if the recipients answered differently.
On her lunch break she walked to Charlie’s Chicken at Chandler Rd and S Edmond Pl. As she arrived at Charlie’s Chicken, she was
I was scared that I would be judged for being myself, and that is the worst feeling in the world. Anytime
Candy wrappers were in the floor, old water bottles still in the cupholders, and jackets, basketballs, and bags piled in the back. It didn’t matter though because we were about to have the time of our lives. The first hour was boring as always. It was boring mostly because there was no new roads to drive or sights to see. It was along first hour, too.
About an hour later we made it in and found some seats. The first day was pretty relaxed since the meeting didn 't start until the afternoon. However, the next few days were full of four-hour lecture sessions and brilliant minds explaining their accomplishments and
Right When I Open My Mouth To Say Something Zara Talks. "We Need To Talk. "She Says. I Nod While Looking At The Blank Telly And Wait For Her To Continue.
I looked at the time. “6.” “Okay.” We were eating dinner. After we were
Then, after opening the meeting, everyone started to talk
It almost feels like entering a restaurant while vacationing in Asia - a feeling aided by the Asian vibe in the restaurant. In my opinion, the restaurant was designed top to bottom beautifully by the owner. When listening to the sound of the restaurant, you could that it was bustling, thanks to their special open and close time that
I went particularly to one location because that’s where my mom’s works. My mom has been an assistant manager at a local McDonald’s for almost 10 years and I had my first job there as a high school student. I became very fond of the loyal customers that have eaten at this restaurant for many years. I made time to visit my mom at her job and was hoping to see Mr. Rene. His routine is to come every Thursday for breakfast and coffee.
I choose my jean shorts and a black tank-top that read 'Mistress of the dark ', then walked out of my room. I went to the kitchen, where Yumi was waiting. I got a can of her food, opened it, and put it into her bowl. "There you are, Yumi. Enjoy!"