Let the Games Begin

I was in the room filing away, as was one of my Monday chores at work. I felt my leg vibrating, and realised it was my phone. When I saw who it was, I answered.

“Hey, whatcha doin’?” she asked me.

“Filing, I was going to ring you but I wanted to finish this up first.”

“Oh, well I wanted to call you as we had planned to talk tonight anyways,” she continued.

It was true. We had agreed to chat after she had come to work and spoken with my boss, a friend of hers for the past 10 years. I spoke to her after I had finished working on Saturday. It was partially to catch up on life, as good friends tend to do. My other reason was to find out what the Hell was going on with my boss, because something was definitely eating at her.

“Well?” I prompted her.

“Have you been doing your school work at work?” she asked me, catching me off guard. I hadn’t expected this topic to come up.

“Uh, not lately. I’ve just been going home. Even if I have, it was after everything was completed for the day and everyone was gone. I would only stay until my shift was over."I replied.

“Watch your back, Jack.”

“Huh?” I asked, totally confused.

“She (my boss) did confront him about what he did, and on top of what she told you Jackass told her that the reason he left early was because you were wanting to get him out of there so you could do your schoolwork. “

“Really.” I said dryly, trying not to get pissed off.

“Yeah, he was making it sound like you were doing your schoolwork while he was doing all the work in the lab.”

I was seething. That two-faced lying sack of shit. I knew he was a bull-shitting, lazy, ass-hole. I should have expected something like this from him. The fucktard.

“Ok, now I’m pissed.” I told her.

“No, don’t get mad,” she said, “I told her about you coming to the other lab to pick up some work as well as the paper you told me you had to get home to work on. It got her to think that your behaviour then didn’t coincide with what he was insinuating.”

“Hell, I hope it would’nt. I was working on that damn paper until 1 pm the next day.”

“Well, like I said, watch your back. He’s playing those childish games.”

“Oh, no worries, “ I replied, “he’ll find out how much I love playing games.”

We continued chatting for a little while longer before I walked upstairs to the lab.

And there he was, smiling and joking at me, oblivious to the fact that I knew. And there I was, smiling and joking at him, planning my next move.