in the middle of everything
Last week, one of the manager in my department organized an event for the Customer Service team to visit my lab. To understand more about the corporate operations - he said. Those Customer Service visitors encompasses both old and young executives ….and their entourage was divided into 4 batches of visit - on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday consecutively.
Well, of course I’m kinda disturbed with the fact that my lab will be harboring visitors and with us engineers inside to look like a bunch of stinking zoo animals. Oh wait a minute, maybe worse than zoo animals ….because the zoo animals don’t have to fucking brief the visitors. Yes, that’s right, I was required to walk through those zoo visitors about the operations of our zoo lab.
Now you don’t see an orang utan (inside a zoo) come near to it’s cage to introduce himself and sort of explain what he does everyday .. do you ?
“Hi, my name is Atan. I am one of the resident orang utan in this zoo. Basically, I am responsible to brief you guys about what we actually do here. Well, see that other ape there ? That is LilianToo. etc etc etc… ”
No they don’t do that. They only need to look cool, sleep and eat the whole day. Me ? I got to brief those bunch of young executives repeatedly for 4 freaking times. But I had a plan. I’m gonna make use of my fast speaking skills to quickly finish them off … and dismiss the troop into some other places. Hell yeah I did … for only the first 2 group.
The 3rd group ? Was a bunch of super sweet and cute looking young execs. OMFG. I was so thrilled and stunned when I realized that there’s at least 1/2 dozen of pretty young things staring at me when I was about to began my briefing. I started to sweat like mad and my speech stuttered. My eyes were disoriented (coz I don’t know where to look) and suddenly, I passed out.
Then somebody shouted for emergency and one of the sweetest looking girls mounted up on me to give me a pump on my chest. She thought I was having a heart attack or something. Oh that was so embarrassing. But then the pumping action didn’t worked. She then resorted to the advanced method - mouth to mouth resuscitation (my favorite).
She took off her jacket to reveal her sleeveless blouse (no armpit hair - passed), and started to press her mouth against mine. And she blew a strawberry scented breath into my lungs — oh it was so beautiful. And that … my friends, revived me from my black out and I reacted by groping her tits accompanied with a squeal. I thought I was in trouble but she said it was ok coz she knew it was an accident.
Then there was this moment of silence. Everyone was frozen and so do I … as if time has stopped itself. That was when I realized, I was in the middle of an explanation for a question and I stopped to daydream about the kinky mouth to mouth thingy. How disappointing. Damn.. and how the hell could I daydream in the middle of a speech ? Is that some kind of sign that my brain is getting fatigue ? I seriously think I needed to go for a vacation. It’s getting out of my control…
PS: I managed to continue explaining to the 3rd group in a lengthy manner, buying a lot of time to enjoy basking the company of those SYT’s ….