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What happens when the women of your office decide to use their feet to take control?
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Chapter #6

Helena, the janitor who hates you.

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As you enter the cafe you notice it's Helena in line. Staring at the menu. Helena is the building janitor and due to Denise's efforts and a couple of honest mistakes made by you she absolutely despises you. At first you tried to mend fences but in recent months have taken to insulting her when she comes after you.

Shit, you think. Oh well, running short on time.

"Umm Helena, I'm in a really big rush and have to get this drink for somebody. Can I please go in front of you?" You ask as politely as you can.

She looks at your sweaty face and notes your heavy breathing "No."

"Please, Helene! I know we haven't always gotten along but this is really important. Look...I'll buy whatever you want and give you $20. Just please let me go ahead of you."

"Hmmmmm..." she taps her "Croc" clad feet on the ground as she considers your proposal.

"No." And she returns to perusing the menu.

"Oh for fucks sake!" You exclaim and brush past her. You approach the barista, a college aged black woman and she glares at you.

"Uh uh Mister. She was here first."

"She's still figuring out what she wants!"

The barista glares back at you without a word. Sensing you are running short on time you turn to face Helene and realize drastic measures must be taken. You drop to your knees in front of her and clasp your hands in front of you. "Please Helena, I'm begging you!"

"Oh my God this is too good!" Laughs the barista behind you, and you hear the click of the camera sound off several times on her phone.

"Oh fine. But make it $50, now get up...you're making a scene."

"Thank you!" You jump to your feet and order the latte for Denise. Too embarrassed to look at the chocolate skinned barista. She hands it to you and you take off running back to the office as you hear the barista say "Now what's your number so I can send these to you?" To Helena.

Well fuck, what's another humiliation at the feet of a woman who hates me today right?

You reach your floor and begin searching for Denise.

You have the following choices:

1. Denise is waiting at her desk

*Noteb*
2. Denise is talking to her best friend, Candice

*Noteb* indicates the next chapter needs to be written.
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