It is WIPpet Wednesday. I am hanging in there with the A to Z Blog Challenge 2016 and I’m still working on my late responses on my blogs. So, please continue to hang in there with me.
So, it is now time for me to share the books I have read, the books I am reading, and what I plan to read in the future and my WIPpet for this week.
So, here goes:
Haven’t finished anything I started because I am very busy in the A to Z Blog Challenge 2016.
Still reading, Judging by Derek Prince and An Unsuitable Job for a Woman by P.D. James, and I have just started reading a very interesting thriller by Yolanda Renée, Murder, Madness, & Love.
- What do I plan to read next?
I Wish You Were Mine by Lauren Layne and Runaway Man by David Handler, and since Renée has a series out, I will read her second book Memories of Murder.
My WIPpet is composed of 24 paragraphs. (4+20)
Background: Phoebe has gone to her office. Kirk, her supervisor is there. She plans to inform him she’s resigning.
So, here is my WIPpet:
"Give me five minutes. I need to write out my resignation and hand it over to you."
"You need to what? What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about my resignation. You know like as in I quit."
"One minute, Phoebe, if this is a joke I don't find it funny."
"No joke, Chief. I'm quitting. I'll be back in five," and she went to her office as the phone of Kirk's desk rang.
Kirk was on the phone when Phoebe returned, and it wasn't hard to guess that he was on the phone with Peter Urban as he beckoned her to come in and sit down. As she waited, she observed the fastidious order of Kirk's office. His burnt red mahogany desk, uncluttered with paper, had his notebook, a reading lamp, and five files properly stacked upon each other. Behind the desk stood his bookcase filled with books on marketing administration, again all orderly and alphabetically in rows from A to Z. The glass wall that looked out into the department gave him a good view of when she and her colleagues arrived, but he'd never said anything to anyone that she knew of if they were late. Having been invited to his home to have dinner with him and his wife and their four kids, she met the same meticulousness there.
When he hung up, Phoebe laid the letter on his desk.
"I can't accept that Phoebe," Kirk said.
"Peter said he and I were going to have lunch with you and talk about this."
"I don't mind having lunch with you guys, but my mind's made up."
"I still can't accept it. You are a valuable employee. No one knows how to plan and process the mergers and acquisitions like you do. You are our most experienced employee which means that Peter has to read your conditions for termination and discuss this with Daniel."
"Kirk, I have no doubt that Daniel Cochran will accept my resignation within a heartbeat, as they say."
"That's where I think you're wrong, Phoebe."
"We'll see. I'm still turning in my resignation. What time do you guys want to meet for lunch?"
"Let's say at 12:30 pm."
When Daniel returned to his office, Maria was standing at his door waiting, and Peter and Kirk were sitting in his office.
"Where is the fire, gentlemen?" Daniel said with a lift of his eyebrows and a cocky smile on his face.
Kirk stood up and placed Phoebe's resignation in Daniel's hand.
"She can't do this," Daniel shouted while reading it. "Tell her no, it's not accepted."
"You tell her that, Daniel. What I want to know is why she's doing it. What have you done?" Kirk shouted back.
"Calm down, you two," Peter said. "Shouting at each other is not going to solve the problem. Daniel, I thought you were going to talk to Phoebe about the quads. What happened?"
"She was late."
"You mean to tell me that you were upset because a woman with eight adopted kids, four of them, mind you, who are four years of age and belong to you, was late. I can't believe this!" Kirk shouted.
Have a good rest of the week, everyone.