Liaison This

I Like Alice, Part 9 of 9

“Morning, Sweetie.”

“Good morning.” I smiled back.

She was showered, wearing underwear, panty-hose, and an unbuttoned blouse. Her hair was wet, unprepared. She tried to manage three unrelated dressing tasks at the same time.

“Can you drive me to Yak’s so that I can get my car?”

Make that four.

“Can’t this morning.”

“Don’t smile if you’re saying no. I accidently slept in. I have a meeting. It’s just a 5 minute drive.”

“No it’s not.”

“Whatever. Just take me.”

“Look. This is how it goes. I get up. Wait for you some more as you look for your purse or shoes or keys. We walk out. Drive off. I drive back through some stupid traffic and stupid construction. It’s thirty or forty minutes.”

“I’m in a hurry.”

I’m in a hurry to get back to my work.

“Walk fast. You’ll like the exercise.”

“It was your idea to walk back from Yak’s.”

“You’re wasting your time badgering me.”

“You have to take me to my car.”

“I have work to do.”

“What work?” She asked.

“It’s not my responsibility to make sure you get to work on time.”

She stormed away. I heard noise and bang and the occasional sharply said, “fuck.” I decided not to put in my earbuds.

“Last night was to great,” Dee said as if she had forgotten her litany of f-bombs. She looked almost ready to leave. “I’m not going to let you piss all over it.”

“You sounded pissed, earlier. Call whoever. Blame my car.”

“How’s that supposed to help?”

I was still supposed to help.

“Just do something. Why not call into the meeting? Isn’t this just another of your boss’s wasteful meetings.”

“Yeah. But Ian’s boss, Ray, might be there.”

“Then talk to Ray and tell him how Ian wastes everyone’s time.”

“That’s just complaining.”

“You complain about your boss.”

“He’s dickless.”

“That’s what I meant. Mr. Dickless,” I said. “So tell Ray that you’d like to go over what you were going to present. Tell him that you want to keep him out of Ian’s really stupid meetings. Give him an excuse. Offer to be his liaison.”

“His liaison?”

“Sure. He wants avoid these awful things. You’ll spend extra time with him. Mr. Dickless will be really, really pissed.”

Dee said, “You’re good at office politics.”

“I hate office politics. I do know how to be helpful to people who pay my going rate.”

“That’s why Marty’s going to be good for me.”

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I Like Alice

Part 9: Liaison This
Part 8: Hot For Teacher, NSFW
Part 7: Hot For Teacher
Part 6: I’m Not An Old Woman
Part 5: Shithead. The Beer.
Part 4: Pen And Buddy
Part 3: Dee-Lightful Lunch
Part 2: Dance Around The Damn May Pole
Part 1: Good Just Isn’t Good Enough