A flurry of activity was going on inside the corporate office of Haemin group, dressed in corporate wear, both men and women rushed to enter the elevator that would take them to their respective floors. The guards by the front desk, watched the scurry of movement towards the elevator, with a smile that was barely suppressed.
"Wait! Don't close the door."
The people inside watched with growing discomfort as the one who gave the command was none other than the section manager of the marketing department, a woman in her thirties. She was dressed in a yellow and red colored mid-length dress with a red overcoat draped across her shoulder.
On getting in, the elevator slowly slid shut with the people inside being sandwiched together. Little by little they all began to slide pass the enclosure to their respective floors.
"Kim Chae-ri nim is here!"
One of the office workers shouted to his fellow workers to alert them that their section leader was around. Walking into the office was a woman with honey brown ponytail, dressed in red-yellow colored gown with a red overcoat across her shoulder and a grey bag strapped across her chest.
"Where is the contract worker?"
Everyone in the office knew what usually followed the next statement.
"Team leader Kim, she hasn't arrived yet." said one of the office workers.
"Jung Eun-mi, what are you standing there for? Get me my coffee. I want it hot, with three scoops of milk and x-scoops of sugar. If it is too sweet, I will send you back to get me another cup."
The marketing team leader known for being nicknamed "Kim psycho" due to how temperamental she could be, if things weren't done her way.
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"What are you all still doing, get back to work!"
On hearing this the remaining five workers scurried to begin their routine office task, none wanted to unleash the anger of their section manager.
Meanwhile, in the break room Jung Eun-mi, a newly hired permanent staff was going through the motion of preparing her section manager's coffee. After filling the black coffee maker with water and placing the ground coffee into the white filter, she watched the coffee brew in the electric coffee maker.
Pouring the steaming hot brown liquid into a glass mug, she went on to add 3 scoops of pre-made milk from the plastic wrapping and 4 scoops of sugar, slowly mixing it before placing it on a green tray by the counter top to serve her team leader.
Inside an air conditioned room, seated behind a dark colored office desk and chair was the marketing manager who was flipping through with various documents on her desk, a dark desktop was in front of her, which from time to time she will go in to type or check for anything of importance.
After awhile a soft knock could be heard, "Come in." Slowly the door opened and a woman in her twenties walked in, dressed in corporate black skirt suit with her dark hair held in a bun, her name tag held by an orange strap was resting on her chest.
With some difficulty she began making her way to where her section manager sat while trying not to trip from the dark heels she had on with both hands holding the tray. After a brief curtsy, the young woman spoke to her superior.
"Section manager Kim, your coffee is ready."
With trembling hands, she balanced the tray on her left hand while using her right hand to set the red mug that had the coffee. Kim Chae-ri picked the coffee mug and placed it on her pink thin lips, after a few sips she slammed the hot mug of coffee on the desk.
"It is not sweet enough, get me another cup."
"But...section manager Kim. I only added 4 scoops of sugar."
The young woman sounded distressed by the action of her superior.
"I didn't ask you that, did I? Go make me another cup before I change my mind about your monthly evaluation which is coming up very soon."
Having said this, the woman hurriedly placed the mug with the leftover coffee on the tray she had on hand, while wiping the spill on the desk from her superior's previous outburst.
Finally she bowed to her section manager who at the moment had her eyes glued to the documents on her desk, without paying any attention to her subordinate. Sound of the door shutting, signified that her junior worker had gone about to do what was asked.