dirty young women in the office
The office was silent, only the chiming of the clock reminded us that payday had arrived. The boss, frowning, held an incomplete folder. She looked at the receptionist firmly.
Where are the missing orders she asked in a dry voice.
The receptionist lowered her gaze, nervous.
I still haven't managed to gather them all
The air was tense, as if sparks might fly at any moment. The boss sighed angrily, pacing back and forth, while the receptionist tried to explain between stutters.
Suddenly, the door opened. It was the cleaning lady with the brooms and cloths. She looked at the scene and, not fully understanding, cracked a light joke.
With so many long faces here, anyone would think we were at a wake
The two women looked at her in surprise, but the idea was so unexpected that the receptionist let out a nervous laugh. The boss, still serious, tried to contain her expression, but her smile gradually won. The cleaning lady seized the moment, grabbed a feather duster, and waved it like a royal scepter. Your Majesties, order in the court she said in a solemn voice.
The entire office was transformed. Between games, imitations, and improvised jokes, the tension dissolved. The boss ended up laughing alongside the receptionist, and what began as a complaint ended as an unexpected afternoon of complicity. Dirty, excited, and very fun. .