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Danielle walked into the shipping office, the signed paper in her hands. She silently closed the door, and sat in the middle seat in front of the lady's desk. Again, the lady didn't acknowledge her presence by looking at her. Instead, she held out her hand, her right hand all the while still circling, marking, and signing things.
Danielle immediately handed her the paper, watching as her hand drew it back in. She stopped what she was doing, looked at it, and nodded.
She stood up, and motioned for Danielle to follow her. She opened a door with a small glass window that led into a tiny room. In that room was a file cabinet, a desk, and a chair. "This is where you'll be working. You'll be filing things, sealing things, canceling things, and sending things out. You'll be occasionally taking trips down by the shipping carts to deliver the order forms to the drivers," the lady said. "My name is Miss. Hanker, and you'll be receiving most of your work from me. Understood?"
Danielle nodded, and watched Miss. Hanker for further instructions. When she motioned for her to sit at her desk, she did so, scooting it in a little. Miss. Hanker disappeared into her office, shutting the door behind her.
Danielle looked around the room. The walls were a pale green, and the wood was somewhat faded. A small window peered out onto Main street, and the file cabinet clashed horribly with the walls, considering it was a pale mint color.
After her eyes scanned the entire perimeter of the room, she heard the door reopen. Miss. Hanker walked in, carrying an arm load of papers and folders. She set them neatly on the left hand side of the desk, using her pale hands to straighten the stack. "I'll need these done by 2, and then you'll have to drop off the overnight order forms to the night office, then you can check out. I'll leave a key to my office, and to yours by the top left hand corner of the doorway. You'll need to be here tomorrow by 9 as well. I'll leave you to get started now," and with that, she left the small room and shut the door.
Sighing, she picked up the top paper. She scanned over it, and rested her head against her palm. "My god, this is gonna take forever."
Danielle walked into the shipping office, the signed paper in her hands. She silently closed the door, and sat in the middle seat in front of the lady's desk. Again, the lady didn't acknowledge her presence by looking at her. Instead, she held out her hand, her right hand all the while still circling, marking, and signing things.
Danielle immediately handed her the paper, watching as her hand drew it back in. She stopped what she was doing, looked at it, and nodded.
She stood up, and motioned for Danielle to follow her. She opened a door with a small glass window that led into a tiny room. In that room was a file cabinet, a desk, and a chair. "This is where you'll be working. You'll be filing things, sealing things, canceling things, and sending things out. You'll be occasionally taking trips down by the shipping carts to deliver the order forms to the drivers," the lady said. "My name is Miss. Hanker, and you'll be receiving most of your work from me. Understood?"
Danielle nodded, and watched Miss. Hanker for further instructions. When she motioned for her to sit at her desk, she did so, scooting it in a little. Miss. Hanker disappeared into her office, shutting the door behind her.
Danielle looked around the room. The walls were a pale green, and the wood was somewhat faded. A small window peered out onto Main street, and the file cabinet clashed horribly with the walls, considering it was a pale mint color.
After her eyes scanned the entire perimeter of the room, she heard the door reopen. Miss. Hanker walked in, carrying an arm load of papers and folders. She set them neatly on the left hand side of the desk, using her pale hands to straighten the stack. "I'll need these done by 2, and then you'll have to drop off the overnight order forms to the night office, then you can check out. I'll leave a key to my office, and to yours by the top left hand corner of the doorway. You'll need to be here tomorrow by 9 as well. I'll leave you to get started now," and with that, she left the small room and shut the door.
Sighing, she picked up the top paper. She scanned over it, and rested her head against her palm. "My god, this is gonna take forever."