Digging the past
A few more minutes passed by and the painters knocked at the door, so I let them in and cheered them. I went to my office which was slowly shaping, into the office I always used to have. It was a small office with modern furniture and a few more plants next to my desk, a white keyboard placed on a solid pine desk.
I scrolled through internet sites to order more desks for the other offices and essential stuff.
Joanna called me when I was about to order a new printer, I answered the phone and a curious tone of voice rang through the phone as soon I took the call.
"How was the night with Mr. Ceo."
"It was amazing Jo." I rested my hand on my chest, "the best night of my entire life and I am not nearly exaggerating." I said lowering my voice so that nobody could hear us.
"Did you have a spicy night?" She sounded amused, little did she know that she was right. My legs even hurt at the thought.