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I gasped. Nicole gasped. Everyone gasped. The only one not gasping is my chief editor. And why are we gasping? Well, it’s because I, Emma Margaret Washington, had just spilled coffee over the most successful woman’s prada suit during the meeting for new ideas for the huge and widely known, Guess magazine. Bullocks. At first, Katherine seemed to be motionless. I wonder if she’s currently having a heart attack and I hoped she did, so that I can escape without any thrashing from her. Then, her emotions rearranged themselves on her face and if looks can kill, I’m dead already. ‘Oh my god, I’m sorry, sorry sorry sorry!’ I repeated this sentence over and over again as if I was a broken tape playing on a recorder. ‘You IDIOT! You Recorder Operation just fucking spilled coffee over my US$6700 suit and you think words of apologies can amount up to the sum?! God, this is the freaking last straw, you’re FIRED!’ She screamed. I stood, stunned. Fire me? Oh fuck no. I felt that everything was suspended in time. This is already the freaking 10th job I’ve gotten after immigrating here from New York about 2 years ago. ‘Please, don’t fire me, I’ve got a dad with senile dementia,’ I pleaded, the part about my dad was fake though, but they can never find out because he’s residing in New York ‘ And my mom! She’s recently had an operation and I really need this job, because I’m the sole breadwinner in the house. Please don’t fire me!’ ‘Shut up, you’re fired. Get the fucking hell out of this place. You’ve got one hour to pack up all your things before I get them thrown out’ was her reply. Fearing that I might start to cry, I hurried out of the room. On my way out, I bumped into the janitor, who was obviously eavesdropping. ‘Not to worry dearie, that woman’s an old cow, no one can stand working for her for more than a month. I’m sure you’ll find a new job soon ‘ She smiled. I almost burst into loud tears in front of her. An hour later, I find myself walking along the Thames, calling up Seth and wailing to him about my unemployment and my lack of chocalates in the house. He immediately told me to head over to his house where he’ll be preparing dinner for me. Well, at least he’s one of the few things I’ve gotten right after the sudden big move here.
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I gasped. Nicole gasped. Everyone gasped. The only one not gasping is my chief editor. And why are we gasping? Well, it’s because I, Emma Margaret Washington, had just spilled coffee over the most successful woman’s prada suit during the meeting for new ideas for the huge and widely known, Guess magazine. Bullocks. At first, Katherine seemed to be motionless. I wonder if she’s currently having a heart attack and I hoped she did, so that I can escape without any thrashing from her. Then, her emotions rearranged themselves on her face and if looks can kill, I’m dead already. ‘Oh my god, I’m sorry, sorry sorry sorry!’ I repeated this sentence over and over again as if I was a broken tape playing on a recorder. ‘You IDIOT! You Recorder Operation just fucking spilled coffee over my US$6700 suit and you think words of apologies can amount up to the sum?! God, this is the freaking last straw, you’re FIRED!’ She screamed. I stood, stunned. Fire me? Oh fuck no. I felt that everything was suspended in time. This is already the freaking 10th job I’ve gotten after immigrating here from New York about 2 years ago. ‘Please, don’t fire me, I’ve got a dad with senile dementia,’ I pleaded, the part about my dad was fake though, but they can never find out because he’s residing in New York ‘ And my mom! She’s recently had an operation and I really need this job, because I’m the sole breadwinner in the house. Please don’t fire me!’ ‘Shut up, you’re fired. Get the fucking hell out of this place. You’ve got one hour to pack up all your things before I get them thrown out’ was her reply. Fearing that I might start to cry, I hurried out of the room. On my way out, I bumped into the janitor, who was obviously eavesdropping. ‘Not to worry dearie, that woman’s an old cow, no one can stand working for her for more than a month. I’m sure you’ll find a new job soon ‘ She smiled. I almost burst into loud tears in front of her. An hour later, I find myself walking along the Thames, calling up Seth and wailing to him about my unemployment and my lack of chocalates in the house. He immediately told me to head over to his house where he’ll be preparing dinner for me. Well, at least he’s one of the few things I’ve gotten right after the sudden big move here.
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