Maggie Part 4 – Jennifer

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    The rest of the morning went well.

    We started discussing the team Christmas party. I think it should be done with tastefulness and fun.  Most of my ideas were shot down by Jennifer. Honestly, who doesn’t like karaoke?  The Christmas party is a time to let your hair down and have fun with your coworkers. 

Jennifer said, “No one wants to hear anyone else sing” “Besides, I’m the only one in a relationship. You’ll all be coming alone. Who are you all going to sing and dance with?”

Jessica asked, “How do you know we’re all single?”

The bitch, I mean Jennifer continued, “Maybe, we should save the company some money this year and not have a Christmas party.”

Patrice said “We work so hard all year. We deserve something nice at the end of it.”

Dennis, who normally acts as if he doesn’t really care about anything happening in the office, said “I’m going to start practicing my Beyonce’. I love her!”

 Jessica yelled from across the room, “Who the hell doesn’t want a Christmas party?!”

I said, “Everyone wants a Christmas party. It’s a nice time to get together and have fun. We don’t talk about work and we can get to know each other even better.”

 Jennifer sighed and said, “No. ALL of us don’t want a Christmas party.” With that, she walked out of the room.

Dennis said, to no one in particular, “Someone’s bun is a little too tight today.”

 

 

Maggie Part 3 – The office

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  The rest of the drive was uneventful as usual. I always stop at Mack’s Doughnut Shop to pick up something for the break room. It’s usually a two dozen mixed assortment and five coffees. I’m not sure how I became the designated gofer. But, I am. Sometimes, I’m just too nice.

    I got to work and brought everything in, by myself. I don’t really mind. But, it would be nice to have a little help.

    Patrice said, “Hi Maggie.”

    “Hi Maggie,” said Dennis.

    “Hey, Mags!” screamed Jessica, from across the room.

    “What time do you call this?” asked Jennifer.

      Jennifer is the manager of our team. She became manager last year. I remember it as if it was yesterday. She came walking in with her long blonde hair in a bun, smart looking gray suit and red bottoms and started giving orders.

   I said, “Hi Jennifer. I’m sorry for being late.”  No, I’m not.

   I continued, “It was really busy at Mack’s” 

   Jennifer said, “Maybe you should find somewhere else that’s closer and less busy.”  She continued saying, “Besides, every time I eat or drink something from there I don’t feel well afterward.”  

  Trying to keep my real feelings out of my voice I said, “Well, I don’t have to stop and get anything.”

  Jennifer looked at me, with one perfectly waxed eyebrow, and said, “Then who would?”

    With that, I handed her a cup of coffee and doughnut. Everyone else just asks for sugar and creamer. Jennifer likes hers with extra sugar and creamer. I’m not sure why she asks for the extra cream. She never uses it. She only uses the vanilla almond milk, that’s kept in the shared refrigerator. Written across the container is, ‘MANAGER JENNIFER MC DONALD’.

 Tuesday morning Jennifer said she could tell someone else had it. She came out of the break room, with the bottle and with a grimace Jennifer said, “It has an ounce less today than it had yesterday.”

 She continued, “Now I don’t mind sharing a bit (yes she does) but you can at least ASK.”

  No one said anything. Trust me; I would know if someone else had drunk from it.

 

Maggie Part 2 – Neighbor

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    I walked down the stairs, away from my beautiful condo. I squinted. The sky is blue and the sun is already shining on the wooden walking path. . There’s a little pond to the left of my place. I love having a water feature. But, it brings out the ducks and they have turned the rest of the pathway, into a duck toilet. I walked through the security gates to my car. There are so many gates and doors to go through before you can get to the condos. It’s almost like a luxury prison. I don’t want to sound like I’m complaining. It does keep the riff raff out. You can’t just let anyone in.


    I walked through the final door, to my car. I got in and started it. I began to back up and then heard loud banging on my trunk. I slammed on my brakes. It was Norma and her chihuahua. That thing looks like a rat on a leash. She wasn’t there when I started to back up. She walked behind the car, with a scowl, muttering something. How do you NOT hear a car engine, when it’s right next to you?
With the passenger window still up I yelled, “Sorry, Norma. I didn’t see you and your rat there!”


    I started to drive down the small road to the gate that opens out to the street. Passing Norma and her rat.
I turned left, to go down Green Street. It’s such a strange street. If you turn left you come to a gated community. Turn right and you’re basically taking your life in your hands. One day I was driving home and there was a woman standing on the corner pulling her skirt off. What was under her skirt? She had on bloomers. My friend woke up in 1820 today. If there’s one thing I know for sure…people are crazy. Ha-ha

Coming Soon!

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I will be adding to this page when Carmel moves to Turkey. 

Until then, be patient and enjoy the ‘Day in The Life’ series. Because you will want to find out how the stories come together. 

Maggie Part 1 – Morning

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My name is Maggie. My weekday mornings are always the same. The alarm goes off at 6AM. I hate waking up this early. But, in order to make it to work, downtown, by 8AM I have to.

I’ve lived in the same city all my life. I won’t tell you how many years that is. But, it’s more than 30 and less than 40. I’ve never been married. But, I’m not ready to start my cat collection just yet.

My grandma Mary used to say, “If you haven’t been married by a certain age you may as well settle on some nice pets and call it a day.”
Awwww, grandma Mary. She passed away last year. I can’t say that I miss her. That would be lying. She wasn’t the nicest person. In fact, she was one of the nastiest people you would ever have the displeasure of meeting. But, she had a LOT of money. Sometimes money can make up for bad manners. Especially, when you’re the only one listed in the last will and testament.

I am an only child and my parents passed away in a car accident two years ago. The breaks gave out, without any notice. The mechanic said that he had just replaced them, just the year before. Upon inspection he couldn’t figure out how they had gotten so bad so fast. After that it was just my grandmother and I. And then, BAM! She was gone.

Anyway, I rolled out of bed and slipped on robe and slippers. They were the last gifts my parents ever gave to me. Fluffy pink slippers with a matching fluffy pink robe. I hate the color pink.

I took a shower, brushed my teeth and got dressed. Today, I decided to wear my favorite black pencil skirt with a silk black floral capped blouse. I look quite pretty. I’m not the skinniest girl. But, I’m a bit of all right. If I do say so myself. I’m 5’6 and weigh approximately a number that I shall not tell you. I started a low carb diet two months ago. I bought a brand new scale that tells you your weight and body fat percentage; after you program it with your height. I can’t say that I haven’t cheated. But, I’m doing okay. I try not to be so hard on myself. Except for that one day when I threw it across the room. We all have our moments. Am I right?  Of course, I am.

Welcome to Forever Mutlu!

Published on by Robyn Hawkins Category: Forever Mutlu

Well hello there! Welcome to Forever Mutlu! 

My name is Robyn. Welcome to my stories and Carmel’s blog.

    I’ve always loved reading. Mostly mysteries. Mysteries that you can’t imagine who did it. Or mysteries that you know who did it, But, don’t know how the heroes will ever figure it out. Or you know who did it and why and you don’t want them to get caught. Because they had it coming! I will be adding my ‘Day in the Life’ short stories here every week.

     Now, just because I LOVE TO READ, doesn’t mean I can write stories that anyone else would love to read. But, I’m doing it anyway! Because, why not?

     I believe everyone has something to say. Whether it’s fact or fictional. Because I have a short attention span (and sometimes I’m not sure what the characters should do next ) the stories will be short and will be written in a series format. That means you will want to desperately come back to find out what’s happened to your future favorite characters. Some characters will be fun and friendly and some will be completely bat shit crazy. Because the world is made up of all kinds of people, so are my stories.

     I suggest that you subscribe to get emails to be informed when new stories posts.

     BUT, WAIT THERE’S MORE!

     On this blog you will also find the blog and the beginnings of the book series, Forever Mutlu. Didn’t you wonder why the site was called what it’s called? Mutlu is the Turkish word for Happy. Hence, Forever Mutlu! Something that I wish for all of you to be. 

     Forever Mutlu is a blog and series featuring our heroine, Carmel. She will have her own blog. Yes a blog within a blog, (the excitement never ends!) to keep you up to date with her new life in the beautiful country of Turkey!

     Carmel has recently received her TEFL (Teach English as a foreign language certificate) and will be leaving for the beautiful country of Turkey soon. She will be teaching in a small English school for children and adults in Istanbul. She’ll share with you all of the highs and lows of her journey of living in a new country. Along, with all of the fun, excitement, and drama. There will be DRAMA. Please follow Carmel’s blog. You’ll get to see pictures, maybe some recipes and learn about Turkey.

      I hope this will become one of your favorite places to stop by, learn something new and enjoy yourself for a while. 

      Thank you!  Teşekkür ederim!!!