Lovesick Girl
Chapter 7: Maids and Masters
Saturday, September 7, 2013 AF
I woke up at 6 AM to my landline ringing and surprise surprise it was more Samsung Group officials just like the one at my job yesterday. In fact don't lessons at Doki Doki High start at 8 AM? Those crazy Samsung executives actually want me to wake up earlier on weekends than on weekdays. If that isn't life being turned upside down then I don't know what is. And also they were actually calling from right outside my environment and there was a limo with crazy antennas and once I groggily woke up the limo was already flashing its lights which were quite visible during an hour this early.
Anyway I fully knew that this was another maid doll café job (because if it wasn't then why approach me at my original maid doll café job?) so I dressed up as appropriate for the job with a dress and stockings and such. And I then asked the Samsung Group executives if there were any special requirements beyond that and they said that there was actually one small requirement. Namely if anyone else from Samsung Group had already delivered me physical communication I am obliged to bring it to the business owners meeting.
That was a really, really weird request but also I do, in fact, have something that qualifies, I think. It's the cryptic paper that Sophia left me when I was tutoring and she didn't explain it at all but you never know today might be the day everything falls in place. So I picked it up and I went outside and to her limo and the limo chauffeur drove us to the Samsung highrise.
The Samsung highrise was really tall like its upper part must have been in part of the planet that is space and not atmosphere but all the public-facing stuff was reserved for the very bottom floor. That being said I still wanted to take the elevator up but once I arrived at the elevator door somebody stopped me and it was a very familiar face in fact.
"No please don't the elevator actually goes up so far as to leave you without oxygen to breathe so you'll probably die! And even if you survived you would find nothing because nothing actually takes place on these floors!" she said and I just shook my head. What is this thing about some people being able to survive without oxygen and others dying?
"And you wouldn't die?" I couldn't help but ask Sophia and she immediately countered "Nah I've got this I live in one of the harshest conditions that people live in and I think I'm okay and even excelling more than anyone else." She sounded really sus and I "So are you actually an embodiment of perfection or are you just striving for one?"
Sophia answered as though this was a personal insult to herself and the entire family. "My family name, Samsung, literally means 'three stars' and I think, as someone who used to be at the top of her entire school, you've heard the phrase 'three-star excellence' more than enough times. So, yeah, that makes it pretty obvious as to what we, as a whole, are." And I "Really? Because the Sophia Severity part seems to tell a different story." and Sophia "My mother picked the first name out for me it doesn't matter she's just a mate who we need to achieve the perfect genetics."
Nevertheless I was in front of Sophia and she was as close to home as it was going to get and she would talk to me and explain me things. So I "Alright, Sophia, I guess that's your family introduced, and with that, I suppose it's time for some answers finally." and Sophia "Of course! Answers! Let's start with that paper that I gave you! You did bring it as per the executives' order right?" and I "Of course." and I gave it to her and she took out a Samsung-branded pen and started drawing lines all over the place.
Once she was done she gave the paper back to me and it looks like the letters on the paper did arrange to words and I was just an idiot for not figuring out in which order to read the letters in. It's something called an "anagram" and literally nobody at my old place in Baldur's Gate High spoke in anagrams so of course I wouldn't be able to figure this one out but Sophia knew the answer all along. And the answer was:
True perfection is a myth. Stop achieving it and instead focus on what makes you happy.
And Sophia "See? Everything makes sense now! Now why don't you enjoy your new maid doll job that will pay you so much more and give you time to enjoy clubs at Doki Doki High!" and I nodded but I still had one more question. "So, did you or did you not set it all up?" and Sophia was briefly confused but in the end nodded. "Of course I did! I just didn't want you to end up overworked and unable to pay attention to your social life, unlike a certain heiress attending the business owners meeting that I could mention." and of course I had to realize that one riddle was solved but so, so many would appear in its place so I just shook my head.
And once I did my attention was turned towards a ticker that read:
Market Capitalization: $1 godgahlah
Current Stock Price: $1 graatagold
I had literally never heard of whatever this was. Was this a number? Was this a fancy unit? What was this? I wanted to ask Sophia but I couldn't bring myself to pose the question so I continued staring at the ticker. And Sophia noticed that I was staring so she looked at the ticker herself and immediately groaned. "Ugh! Who put Sbiis in charge of the ticker?"
And finally, I had a question to pose. "Sbiis... who?" and Sophia "My older brother, Sbiis Samsung. You see, he was supposed to be the Samsung Group heir all along, but something happened between the two of us and he became obsessed with large numbers." and then Sophia sighed a long sigh that I'm way too familiar with since I had to deal with a brother as well.
So she began. "Regarding Sbiis, first of all I think he might have autism but also I think I might have been mean to him. When he was in second grade and I was just in kindergarten, he just did math lessons with bigger and bigger numbers, and I was stuck reading our brand newspaper, The Samsung Times and a headline came up: supposedly, scientists invented this new huge number, it's called a googolgong and it's ten to the power of a hundred thousand. So, because I didn't know better, I just told Sbiis of that, and I guess something unlocked in his head, because ever since then he has been coming up with bigger and bigger numbers."
And I had to interrupt. "Like what? Ten to the power of a hundred million?" and Sophia just laughed as though I didn't get it at all. "I'm afraid that won't cut it in the world that Sbiis managed to reach. In fact, later in life I was fed up with training as a heiress and I also wanted to come up with large numbers so I went up to Sbiis and named a number: a googolgong, to the power of a googolgong, to the power of a googolgong, to the power of a googolgong and so on for a googolgong times. And he just looked at me and went 'Are you even trying?' And partly that's why this ticker is absolute nonsense: even if a billion people - I think there are actually 900 million or so in the world - each owned a billion Samsung Group shares, that would still basically be a graatagold or whatever that stock price number is."
And of course someone in the meeting, who had joined Sophia and I pretty early, had to react to all of these words like "googolgong" and "graatagold" and such, and was pretty easily recognizable as a relative of Sophia's due to the silvery hair, and that description matched exactly one person. "Why, hello, ladies. Are you discussing my advancements to the number line? You know, before I started traversing it, I never realized just how big the finite world is."
And Sophia immediately frowned. "Sbiis Samsung, I don't care about your finite world and neither does Madeline. Will you just leave us alone for the time being?" and it was so unfair that Sophia spoke in my name because maybe I did want to explore the finite world (which, by the way, is one and only, and starts with numbers everyone understands, like one and two and three). But I wasn't exactly one to challenge her authority so she glared at Sbiis and he left and we were left mostly alone.
You see as Sophia later on told me, everyone else was getting invitations that said that the business owners meeting starts at 10 AM, and it's only the maid dolls and red collars of similar description that need to arrive this early. But eventually the ballroom started filling up with people and some of them already had requests for me so I just got into the maid doll routine: get order, relay it to the Samsung Group brand cooks, and then relay the food to the requester once it was done. Or if it's something that doesn't need to be prepared, like this sort of red liquid that was surprisingly popular among the rich, then I'd deliver it with haste, and then immediately turn to Sophia so that she could tell me some interesting stuff.
And she did tell me an interesting stuff. You see, out of every teenager that has been unlucky enough to be dragged into the business owners meeting, she's best friends with two. But one's parents and the other's parents own businesses that are in fierce competition, and therefore, one won't come if the other comes. And she tried her best to spy out which of the two was coming this week and most of the time she wouldn't have any success. So I waited, maid dolled and ended up not engaging with anyone because they were so toxic, but also, I kept spotting faces that I swore I had seen before at Doki Doki High.
And then, one face came up which I definitely saw at Doki Doki High, only it was... recontextualized. Sayori Bucket-Andersen, the wonderful Vice-President and lead recruiter for the Doki Doki Literature Club, had shown up, but she wore an outfit that was very different from the Literature Club uniform. Instead, it seemed like she coordinated outfits with her father, and her father was a weirdo who had hair that looked like chocolate that I could immediately eat, and instead of a usual cane, he held a candy cane in her hands. And once I told of that to Sophia, she immediately recounted that that is what she wanted to show me.
Well it seems I just have the intuition to carry on without Sophia guiding me through literally everything so I chatted up Sayori to tell me what the hell is going on with her and why is she so different from the Literature Club. And she told me, in a completely different voice from Wednesday but still an excited one, "Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory welcomes any investors! Even though the magic of chocolate does not depend on money, its scaleability does."
This was completely unlike anything Sayori would say and I couldn't believe it. So I "That's actually a surprisingly creative way to phrase something which would get someone else in some other circumstances a punch in the face." and Sayori only "Chocolate speaks to my creative tummy!" and tilted her head and smiled with eyes closed and it was very clear that her true self was at the Doki Doki Literature Club and I would have to spend the rest of the Samsung Group business owners meeting as a maid doll that executes orders perfectly and not as a person with a personality. And you know what? That was okay. Pfft. Who actually needs a person or personality? Actions speak louder than words, and words speak louder than smiles. That is my motto and it is perfectly applicable here.
So I started delivering and I didn't stop. And the requests for the red liquid just kept coming and soon enough everyone wanted red liquid and no one wanted anything else. But then someone was actually nice enough to pour out some red liquid for me and I drank and it tasted like a mixture of okay and really vomit-inducing and then I think I sat down next to a guy and passed out by the table.
When I woke up I was back in the Samsung limo only this time it was only me and the limo driver and we were not by the Samsung highrise we were back at my environment again. I groaned and the limo driver immediately "Hey, you're awake. Sophia told me you passed out and she wouldn't even have a maid doll who's all sick and sleepy and she picked you up and she seated you and she told me to take you home. And by the way here's your pay for the hours that you did manage to stay awake. Is that alright?"
"Tell her thanks." I picked up the cash, swerved out of the limo and immediately it started driving back I presume back to the Samsung highrise. Then I stumbled into my bed and didn't even bother to get undressed from the maid doll costume and fell asleep again.
And then when I actually woke up and felt ready to tackle the day on Sunday I remembered this was a really interesting thing to write down since I usually never experienced the sort of life that rich people experience all the time. So I wrote everything down, nothing more, nothing less, and the thing with always achieving three-star excellence is that you really don't want to add anything more, especially if it's Sunday, which as everyone knows, is a dedicated day of rest. So, that is it I suppose.
Oh, except for calling my old maid doll café job and telling them that I'm no longer available for Monday or for ever. If I'm going to do a maid doll café job, then I want to do a maid doll café job which actually features meeting up with potential friends who also attend Doki Doki High.
Now we're done here.
Yours truly, Madeline Myers.
