The Secret Life of Bosses
By Anila Angin | 12 March 2011
Civil Service Chronicles, Conformity, Vignettes, Work
Illustration by Joanne Schempp
She used to have purple hair in her younger days, said the Director of Systems Preservation. Traffic slowed to a crawl when she walked on the bland streets.
“Would you be able to come to work with purple hair today?” I asked.
“No, probably not. I might lose my job. We’re here to preserve the system, remember?”
“Like pickles?”
“You can say that.”
“Take off your shoes,” I said suddenly.
“Whatever for?”
“Take off your shoes. Stand barefoot on the grass. It will ground you, connect you with the earth.”
She slipped off her shoes. Her toenails were green like the sea.
So that was where she wore her true colours.
In the clam shell of her shoes, she hid the scales of a mermaid.
Sometimes, I wonder whether she sits on a rock singing to the moon, this boss of mine.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Other stories by the author: The Boy From Radiso Meets The Rich Tourist From Pompoop | The Star-Shaped Cookie Who Wore A Square Dress | The Girl, Her iPhone and Her Baby Brother | How The Devil Persuaded The World to Drink Its Urine | The Receptionist
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