Jan 19, 2005 02:11
Everything is so exciting in LA. I love it. Nice shopping, food, guys galore -- a few women and all and all, it's fucking fantastic. I love my job. I don't mind going out and doing things for people, it's great and you meet people that will get you to the top. To think, I used to work in a filing room and now I'm off assisting people, clients, lawyers ... judges if you know what I mean, to get my own way. Oh yes, I'm moving my way up to the top and now I just got a job at Wolfram and Hart. I've heard alot about this firm and I'm going to make sure I do what I need to do to get where I'm going, no matter who I fuck over or just fuck, I'll get my way.
Walking into the building, I smile cheerfully as I pass some fine lookin' men in some sexy expensive suits. Damn, break me off a peice of that, and I plan to. All in time, now I just needed to see the big boss and see where he wants me. A grin comes to my lips as I think about the possibilities. Hey, a girl has to live and I'm living pretty fucking well now. Got my condo looking over this city, my cutie pie of a dog and ambition. That's all I fucking need.
Heading up to the offices, I lean back against the wall of the elevator and think of all the things and opportunities I have working here. I've heard rumors about this place, alot of money can be involved and that's all I want. And I will get it.
I step off the elevator and head to the receptionist asking for the person I needed to see. I explained what was going on and she told me that he was in a meeting and that I could wait. What the fuck ever. I swear, I don't come all this way just to fucking wait.
"You know what? You have him come look for me when he's done. I'll be around," I say with a smile, then look around, getting a feel for the place. Oh yes, this is going to be so fucking fun.
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