The cranes outside are moving the ships and here I am, sitting in the comfortable chair across from him. (sigh) He was screaming into the phone at someone and it’s making me scared so I back down and shrivel in the chair. Oh what do I do? I could hear the phone screaming back at him so I focus my attention to the room around me. It’s a small office consisting of two file cabinets, a wooden desk and a couple lamps in the corner, along with the dying plants next to them. (pause) Should I try to get his attention? “Sir, I would like-” This made me nervous. I get up to leave but he cursed at me, promising to fire me if I walked out the door. Fine by me. I walk to the door but he calls me back with a slam of the phone and cursing under his breath. “May I-I talk with you for a second s-sir?” I stutter out the question. He ignores me through a swig of the silver flask on his desk and twirls to face his cabinets. I shuffle around nervously. He grunts an approval and I continue. “I got an o-offer a-at another location and I-I...” I couldn’t continue. I was too scared of the man I was facing. I notice his neck muscles tense. Oh my gosh. Is he mad? (crane outside moves, creating loud noises) I suddenly awoke to the smell of alcohol. That’s what he was hiding in that flask.
“I’m quitting this job!” I almost shouted but shouting wasn’t needed. I had got my point across to him clearly. He faced me with an icy glare and I shuttered. Was he going to kill me know that I know his secret? The thoughts raced through my head as I stood frozen in front of him. His slow movements across the room towards me frightened me and I backed up to the door slowly. This didn’t feel right. He muttered and spat onto the floor, wiping his mouth with clenched fists. I could feel the room get cold. I had to leave but my feet wouldn’t let me. What could I do? That’s when it hit me. His uppercut knocked me off guard and I fell to my knees, holding my throbbing nose. The blood oozed out and it made me dizzy. The guy was drunk and there was nothing I could do to stop him. The next blow hit me in the temple. My vision blurred immediately. I dragged myself to the door, using the handle as a brace and lifted myself to my feet. This damn idiot. I needed to get myself out. I swung the door open and ran as fast as I could while stumbling over my own feet. I could hear his staggered footsteps behind me and I braced myself as I opened the door leading outside. I had escaped.