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By Judy Traffie
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‘The nerve!! Just who did he think he was?? Overreacting, my foot!! And to think that he said I needed to be respectful and apologize.’ Growling deep in my throat I stalked towards my car, baring my teeth in frustration. I’d sooner quit than allow him to treat me like a child.
Hearing the bell on the front door jingle behind me, I sped up not wanting to have to face him just yet. Tyler’s voice echoed through the air of the empty parking lot, chasing me as I fled. ‘Jenn, I’m sorry. Come back inside, don’t leave.’
I had only been working at The Chocolate Turtle for a month but what kind of tyrant refuses to let his employees be creative? ‘Well…employee’, I thought. ‘It’s not like he has anyone else to help him. He just needs to fess up and admit that I’m the right one. Overbearing oaf.’
Muttering under my breath, I redirected my clomping steps towards the river. Maybe a walk would cool me off, give me some time to think about what had just happened.
‘Ughhh…the nerve. Why can’t he just admit he likes my style?, snorting I pushed my chunky black glasses back up my nose.
Tyler McMorgan was the world’s worst boss. It was a fact. He had no people skills whatsoever. If he would drag his nose out of his books he looked over all the time maybe he could learn some. Probably wasn’t a chance of that happening anytime soon.
My long, impatient steps reached the bench located on the riverbank and I gratefully sank onto it, releasing a hot breath. Listening to the water rippling over the rocks and birds talking in the trees, I could feel the steam easing up a little inside. I grimaced not quite knowing why I allowed him to rile me up so easily.
My thoughts drifted to Tyler’s cute dimples and how his brown eyes became serious as he had softly accused me of overreacting. With a cry of alarm that I would even allow myself to think that way about my boss, I leaped up. The thought came anyway, ‘Jenn, he’s your boss, but he’s also your very single boss.’
Swatting my hand around my head like a fly swatter to rid myself of those unwanted thoughts, I slowly sank back down onto the beach my legs giving out. ‘Oh, how embarrassing!! How very mortifying! It’s not true. It can’t be true.’
My thoughts raced back over the last month, realizing that this was the problem. Still not willing to admit it to myself, I cringed. I had feelings for Tyler McMorgan!! My cheeks instantly burned hot, fire creeping up my face. How could I face him from now on and not die of embarrassment? Covering my mouth with my hand I sat horrified.
My morning Bible verse drifted through my mind, ‘Judge not and you will not be judged, Condemn not and you will not be condemned, Forgive and you will be forgiven.’
Feeling ashamed I realized that I was the one condemning, not Tyler. I was always so worried about how I would react to him that I was more than willing to jump down his throat first.
The last vestiges of my anger drifted away and I groaned, sinking my head into my hands. Knowing that I had to go back and apologize scraped at my shaken pride, causing me to groan again. Sending up a quick prayer for help, I sat up knowing that it was time I went back and faced the consequences.
Crunching sounds along the crushed pebbles on the path announced approaching footsteps. Sighing I sat still for a moment longer, not quite ready to go back, I still needed a few minutes to pull myself together from the shock of my new discovery.
I glanced up as the footsteps neared and saw Tyler’s worried face round the bend in the path. ‘Oh Lord what do I do?’ I shot a panicked prayer skyward and prepared to swallow my anger and pride to do the right thing. Apologize.
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