A/N: Hi! Sorry I haven't updated, extremely busy with midterm stuff and all
that jazz! But here I am with another chapter which I hope you all like!
Oh, and I did a little editing in the first 2 chapters to make it more
Recess-ifed! Now for some notes for the reviewers:
LilVickiRyan: Thank you! Hope you keep reading!
Depressed Sweden-Lover: She does, but let's hope they break up.......stay tuned!
LockDown: I guess we're both busy lol, hence my lack of updating---plus my MSN is down for no apparent reason and so is the net at random---but yeah, I see you updated too! Glad you liked mine and I hope you keep reading!
Damson rhee: glad you liked it, hmmm you're the first to have caught onto that—but let's see what's in store for them---stay tuned!
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"Another day, another meeting," TJ thought as he, Ashley and the rest of the department gathered in the conference room. They were going to end up working late in order to get their Winger Dinger campaign in order. TJ rolled his eyes as Ashley got up to discuss their idea. She insisted that it be her to propose it, since in her mind things would work out better if she talked. After all, she was an Ashley and it made her think she had power over him. Plus she was married to one of the richest men in town, which made working with her unbearable at times.
"OK, Mrs, Tonatini (points to whoever gets that reference) please tell us the idea you and Mr. Detweiler came up with."
"Well, actually, it was mostly my idea, but ok." Ashley smiled sweetly at him and continued. "Well, since it is the 50th year anniversary for Winger Dingers, I was thinking that we should do a Winger Dingers through the years sort of thing. Bring back old logos and designs, and have it lead up to the newest logo which will also introduce the new flavor."
The boss clapped as TJ looked on in shock. He could not believe that she just went and stole his idea. She had some nerve, the little rich, self- righteous twit. He had hoped that she had matured over the years once he found out they had been working for the same company, but she only become more unbearable. TJ was about to say something in his defense, but noticed that the boss was talking.
"So, you two can begin working on this next week and with any luck the designs and ads will be ready by the end of the month. Can you two handle that?" He looked at the two of them expectantly.
"Yes, of course we can sir, isn't that right TJ?" Ashley smiled sweetly at him, her eyes giving him a look that plainly told him that he would end up doing most, if not all of the work.
"Yes, it sounds good to me!" TJ said, his voice showing some fake enthusiasm. He only hoped that his boss would notice that he was the one doing everything and busting his butt trying to make the Winger Dinger people happy, while Ashley sat on her royal behind bossing him around.
"Good." The boss smiled at them. "Now this meeting is adjourned. Back to work everyone!" Everybody got up to go back to his or her own cubicle and TJ headed to the copy room to make the copies his boss had asked him to make. Slamming his jacket down on a nearby table, he silently cursed himself out for not saying anything at the meeting.
"Why TJ? Why did you keep quiet?" he asked himself as he walked over to the copy machine. "Oh yeah, that's right dude, because you are afraid to take a chance! You're just too chicken" he degraded himself as he began to use the copy machine. If only there were a way to prove he was more than just the man to sit on the sidelines. Then he would be taken more seriously at work, and he would have the confidence to talk to girls, and maybe even ask for a phone number without tanking. He wouldn't allow a chance like he had with Spinelli slip away.
Ahhh, Spinelli. Ever since that train ride, he couldn't get her off his mind. He was developing major feelings for her---or whoever the girl might have been, since he had no proof it really was Spinelli—and regretted not doing anything about it. TJ sighed as he put another sheet on the copy machine, his mind wandering to Hustler Kid's idea the night before. It was a long shot, but it just might work and allow him to finally be with the girl of his dreams. On impulse, he picked up a marker next to him and began to write on a blank sheet of paper, hoping that the idea Hustler Kid implanted in his mind would work. After making the copies his boss wanted, he made several copies of what he had written before. He had made a flyer, hoping that it would end up somewhere where Spinelli was and that she would respond to it. He read it over one last time and left the building to post it around town. Pretty soon, the entire town was covered with the following flyer:
ARE YOU HER???
WE MET ON THE L TRAIN ON JUNE 15 OF THIS YEAR
WE DISCUSSED PRESIDENTS, BILLY JOEL, AL GREEN.
WE ARE BOTH MAJOR YANKEES FANS.
WE MADE AND SAILED PAPER AIRPLANES ACROSS THE TERMINAL.
PLEASE CALL ME, MY NAME IS TJ (ALTHOUGH IF YOU ARE WHO I THINK YOU ARE YOU ALREADY KNEW THAT HEHE)
555-1234
After several hours of posting and walking, TJ headed back to his apartment, hoping that the phone would ring and the girl of his dreams would be on the other end, wanting to be with him.
What TJ did not know was that someone from his past had been watching him put up the flyers and had taken one, a little plan forming in their mind to finally give TJ what he deserved.
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A/N: sorry so short, but I am really sick right now and have no energy to walk let alone type. So I hope you like this and that you will r/r! (just remember the rule) Happy reading!
LilVickiRyan: Thank you! Hope you keep reading!
Depressed Sweden-Lover: She does, but let's hope they break up.......stay tuned!
LockDown: I guess we're both busy lol, hence my lack of updating---plus my MSN is down for no apparent reason and so is the net at random---but yeah, I see you updated too! Glad you liked mine and I hope you keep reading!
Damson rhee: glad you liked it, hmmm you're the first to have caught onto that—but let's see what's in store for them---stay tuned!
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"Another day, another meeting," TJ thought as he, Ashley and the rest of the department gathered in the conference room. They were going to end up working late in order to get their Winger Dinger campaign in order. TJ rolled his eyes as Ashley got up to discuss their idea. She insisted that it be her to propose it, since in her mind things would work out better if she talked. After all, she was an Ashley and it made her think she had power over him. Plus she was married to one of the richest men in town, which made working with her unbearable at times.
"OK, Mrs, Tonatini (points to whoever gets that reference) please tell us the idea you and Mr. Detweiler came up with."
"Well, actually, it was mostly my idea, but ok." Ashley smiled sweetly at him and continued. "Well, since it is the 50th year anniversary for Winger Dingers, I was thinking that we should do a Winger Dingers through the years sort of thing. Bring back old logos and designs, and have it lead up to the newest logo which will also introduce the new flavor."
The boss clapped as TJ looked on in shock. He could not believe that she just went and stole his idea. She had some nerve, the little rich, self- righteous twit. He had hoped that she had matured over the years once he found out they had been working for the same company, but she only become more unbearable. TJ was about to say something in his defense, but noticed that the boss was talking.
"So, you two can begin working on this next week and with any luck the designs and ads will be ready by the end of the month. Can you two handle that?" He looked at the two of them expectantly.
"Yes, of course we can sir, isn't that right TJ?" Ashley smiled sweetly at him, her eyes giving him a look that plainly told him that he would end up doing most, if not all of the work.
"Yes, it sounds good to me!" TJ said, his voice showing some fake enthusiasm. He only hoped that his boss would notice that he was the one doing everything and busting his butt trying to make the Winger Dinger people happy, while Ashley sat on her royal behind bossing him around.
"Good." The boss smiled at them. "Now this meeting is adjourned. Back to work everyone!" Everybody got up to go back to his or her own cubicle and TJ headed to the copy room to make the copies his boss had asked him to make. Slamming his jacket down on a nearby table, he silently cursed himself out for not saying anything at the meeting.
"Why TJ? Why did you keep quiet?" he asked himself as he walked over to the copy machine. "Oh yeah, that's right dude, because you are afraid to take a chance! You're just too chicken" he degraded himself as he began to use the copy machine. If only there were a way to prove he was more than just the man to sit on the sidelines. Then he would be taken more seriously at work, and he would have the confidence to talk to girls, and maybe even ask for a phone number without tanking. He wouldn't allow a chance like he had with Spinelli slip away.
Ahhh, Spinelli. Ever since that train ride, he couldn't get her off his mind. He was developing major feelings for her---or whoever the girl might have been, since he had no proof it really was Spinelli—and regretted not doing anything about it. TJ sighed as he put another sheet on the copy machine, his mind wandering to Hustler Kid's idea the night before. It was a long shot, but it just might work and allow him to finally be with the girl of his dreams. On impulse, he picked up a marker next to him and began to write on a blank sheet of paper, hoping that the idea Hustler Kid implanted in his mind would work. After making the copies his boss wanted, he made several copies of what he had written before. He had made a flyer, hoping that it would end up somewhere where Spinelli was and that she would respond to it. He read it over one last time and left the building to post it around town. Pretty soon, the entire town was covered with the following flyer:
ARE YOU HER???
WE MET ON THE L TRAIN ON JUNE 15 OF THIS YEAR
WE DISCUSSED PRESIDENTS, BILLY JOEL, AL GREEN.
WE ARE BOTH MAJOR YANKEES FANS.
WE MADE AND SAILED PAPER AIRPLANES ACROSS THE TERMINAL.
PLEASE CALL ME, MY NAME IS TJ (ALTHOUGH IF YOU ARE WHO I THINK YOU ARE YOU ALREADY KNEW THAT HEHE)
555-1234
After several hours of posting and walking, TJ headed back to his apartment, hoping that the phone would ring and the girl of his dreams would be on the other end, wanting to be with him.
What TJ did not know was that someone from his past had been watching him put up the flyers and had taken one, a little plan forming in their mind to finally give TJ what he deserved.
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A/N: sorry so short, but I am really sick right now and have no energy to walk let alone type. So I hope you like this and that you will r/r! (just remember the rule) Happy reading!