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Ryan G. Moon
I cocked a brow. Gig? That was a new one.
Rather than reply to Ryan G. Moon, I opened my email to send another memo to April.
Ms. Finley,
I just received correspondence from one Ryan G. Moon. Kindly do not share my email with strangers in the future. Also, did you make clear what sort of position this is? Your friend referred to it as a “gig.”
Yours,
Preston Michael Shaw, Esquire
I’d barely hit send and sat back to drink smugly from my rapidly disappearing coffee when my email dinged.
Yet again it had bypassed my no notifications setting. How was this happening? I did not want unanticipated noises interrupting my blessed silence.
To whom it may concern:
I am well aware what kind of position this is, as April (Ms. Finley to you) has told me all about her job many, many times. I am also well-versed in the likes of you.
Sincerely,
Ryan G. Moon
I set my coffee mug down with a snap. My gaze narrowed on the jaunty saying on the side of the cup, a gift from my last secretary right before I’d fired her.
Lawyers do it in their briefs.
She’d laughed uproariously upon handing me this item at the company Christmas party. Then she’d pinched my ass. I’d been quite certain she’d dipped into the punch, but I couldn’t have the other employees thinking I’d crossed a line.
As if I’d willingly have sex with a woman with nails as long
as tongue depressors.
I begun to type again. Forget Ms. Finley. Evidently, Ryan G. Moon and I were meant to communicate solely with each other.
Ryan G. Moon,
What do you mean by ‘the likes of me’? If you have formed a bias against me due to Ms. Finley’s description of her workplace, perhaps you would like to seek employment elsewhere. Ms. Finley should also discuss any concerns she may have with me herself rather than through a questionable intermediary.
With all due respect,
Preston Michael Shaw, Esquire
I wasn’t even surprised when the reply came through before I’d managed to finish even half my email to Donald. At this point, the resulting ding was also non-climactic.
Clearly, my notifications setting had gone as rogue as my obviously displeased assistant.
To whom it may concern:
April actually loves her job. I find it hard to believe, since my interactions with lawyers over the years haven’t led to a feeling warmer than luke at best, but she is more generous than I. She has no concerns. I just read between the lines.
So, have you checked out my resume or what?
Sincerely,
Ryan G. Moon
