Description
I am almost bewitched by your serious look at doing things, then your calmness, even your swiftness in understanding work. Even now, having me in front of you doesn't make you aware of my presence, your gaze is so firm when reading the reports that I compile, and previously you only give me instructions to wait for you. Stupid me, do what you want. This silence makes my eyes search all these circumstances, and take a closer look at your serious face. I enjoy this time. It is clear how your every eye movement understand every sentence, then, your right hand hold the sheet of the stack of reports, and your left hand is playing with that expensive looking black pen. It makes beautiful scribbles on some of the sentences you don't like. Only the sound of the clock ticking comforts me and then my mind carves out a sentence that, "until when do I have to stand in front of you to wait or at least let me sit down,". Alright, I also take the initiative to disrupt your concentration by deliberately coughing a little loudly, "eghemm, eghemmmm, eghemmm,". Finally, he is startled and his eyes turn to me, "oooh, sorry, please sit down, give me another 5 minutes to read your report,". I just keep quiet and set down without saying thank you.
Brave!
