Legal Tony Saves The Day (Part 2)

Morning Mail With Najla

Heading to work, I collected the mail from downstairs having a little chat with Aleka before heading upstairs with the rest of the packed elevator. I had to walk in with the rest of them having forgotten my ID Card, and when walking to my desk, was the only one there apart from a quiet Esme. Starting morning mail by tipping it all out, it didn’t appear like Najla was going to make it for the day, which made me start thinking that she was quitting on us.

However, the phone rang at 9:00 a.m. and it was Najla from downstairs wondering if anyone had noticed her not there, and that she was coming up. The rest of the day was a fabulous working day, where we got another chance of being independent fit with a lot of stress but I was calm and collected in all my endeavors. Keeping myself in a schedule, I started working on my brief updates, creating two of them after helping Najla with the outgoing mail.

Jana also came over and asked me to quickly put together a whole brief for her, assuring her that “It’ll be fine with me” to then start work on the smaller than usual file. When Jana came back to retrieve it late in the day, it felt like she was impressed, leaving on her a mark that I was capable now despite only having been there for three weeks. Najla on the other hand was awaiting two briefs to come back from ‘Diskovery,’ which they did arrive when she was running some photocopies. As Najla started on one of the briefs I continued with my brief updates, chatting to Najla, having fun and relaxing.

Lunch In Hyde Park

Lunch arrived for Najla first who was meeting with her boyfriend who just started work in the City for the first day. As she left I kept up with my work trying to be persistently efficient. Work wasn’t draining me at all or making me feel bored, but was perfectly fine. Through the day I even talked to that Asian guy who came to our area at one stage and once at the photocopier.

He told me that he was from the Liverpool area as I told him he looked like a guy I knew that I went to Lyssa’s formal with, well, not with him but he was there. Aleka also came up from downstairs to hand me mail but I knew it was an excuse to have a chat, which we indulged in for about five minutes, as she asked me about work in our simple chat. At one stage she made me smile when playfully slapping me across the shoulder in appreciating a joke.

When my lunch break arrived I first headed out for HMV to see if I could locate the song ‘Crazy Love’ but the closest I came was ‘Love, Love, Love’ by the same man. Buying myself two rolls of sushi, I headed to my same spot in Hyde Park under the evergreen and indulged in some tucker, heading off to Macdonald’s when quaintly finished to buy a drink and then back to work the scenic way past the QVB and all the nice shops around it.

Too Many Jobs Too Little Time

The real hectic schedule began when heading back to work at 2:00 p.m. but to me, it was a breeze lacking stress. Somehow my work doesn’t dish out the usual stress that I would feel with other jobs. It is strange but maybe the key is my favoring my job but anyway, my second half had a list of things to do but not enough time to do them.

Firstly, Najla sorted out all the files that had to be put away without bothering to look for the files because it would have taken too long. I was stuck with another urgent brief that had to be complete by the end of the day so there was never enough time for me to do filing

As Najla was trying to finish up her second brief the time came to 3:00 p.m. and it was due time to start on the huge load of outgoing mail piling up. Figuring that we would both do it together and have time to spare, the happy harmony was suddenly thrown in disarray when I was called on an urgent delivery by Shayma in which I had to head to the compensation court at the Madison Chambers to file some documents and get others listed.

A Court Run For Shayma

While Jana wrote out my very own personal cab charges, Shayma told me that I only had until 4:00 p.m. to get it all done because the courts closed then, so only forty minutes to do it in. Having little faith in my sounding casual in directions and objectives once there, Shayma was more worried and tempered, literally ripping out her hair as she wrote directions down on little stick it notes.

She even went to the extent of lending me a work mobile phone to call if anything was wrong but she obviously underestimated my competence. Nevertheless, her overexcited tone conveyed how important this was to do and I was the only one capable enough (only been there once) to do it for her. It was a huge task but I set out with confidence, and that’s why it all got done correctly.

Hailing a taxi out the front of my work as if it was a mission, I diligently stepped into the cab, gave the address and sat back. When at the chambers I paid with the cab charge and ran across the street to the chambers rushing my way up to the ninth floor. Feeling calm when noticing it was a level alien to me, I was a bit worried I might stuff it up but nothing gets past ‘Legal Tony’.

Having to acquire a ticket first, I bypassed that by talking to a guy behind the counter about what I wanted to do. He directed me to the inquiries and as I stepped into that line, I was helped out and then asked to take a ticket. The queue cost me ten minutes and when finally served, I just showed the lady the post-it notes, explained what worth I knew and let her do the rest.

She went to the point of talking to someone in Newcastle over the phone because I mentioned that it was my first crusade and it was very important that the files get listed. Ten minutes later, she came out, put the court stickers on my files and then told me all was done. I was proud of my successful jaunt but with ten minutes before the pivotal 4:00 p.m., the end-all of criticism, I made my way downstairs and hailed another taxi from the front.

They swarmed in numbers like flies to shit but in the rush to get back to work, it was lucky how my taxi avoided getting hit up the ass by a wayward car stopping short on the last second. Ah, the drama of the first test but I was all cool, signing a cab charge out the front of our building and then hurrying myself upstairs.

A Hug From Shayma

The time was 4:00 p.m. and as I walked down the small hallway, I noticed Shayma at the other end on the photocopier with her hands in the air, curious as to whether I had succeeded. With a smile on my face and the documents in the air she knew I was victorious. “You’re going to go places here, I had my doubts but I can’t believe you pulled it off,” she remarked on my approaching her.

Quirky Shayma asked me for a hug and it was a little awkward in front of the whole office but despite being hesitant, we hugged and made her day, of course, capping it off with my boastful little capers gone through before getting back to helping Najla with the outgoing mail. Seeing a bundle of undelivered mail, she was in all sorts of trouble and needed some rescue.

The mail guy from downstairs had already visited completing his last round of pickups so we had to work double-time, handling some extras to our plate before wrapping it all up in half an hour and breathing a sigh of relief for the burden off our shoulders when taking the mail and claims downstairs for the mail guys to sort out. For the rest of the afternoon I just looked over Najla’s brief, showed her some things she should have rearranged and then we put that brief together to conclude the necessities of the day.

We left a couple of things to be done tomorrow but only small things. However, there are more briefs to be done, more updates and more work piling up in these next few months.

Home On The Express

Heading out together again at the end of the day, we commented on how windy it was and then parted our ways at the station. I caught the next express home and sat next to one of the most beautiful girls on the train, in fact, the most beautiful. She went to sleep as I also done but every now and again I couldn’t help but to peek over and adore her gorgeous legs or stunning eyes, when they were open. However, Campbelltown came all too quick.

Greedily, I thought of waking her to make sure she wouldn’t overrun her station but there were only a couple of people jumping off so I didn’t bother. Hung for something to eat, my customary piece of pumpkin was bought before catching my bus at the station, buying some floss, toothpaste and then some hot chips as well as prawn chips from Bradbury shops before facing the rapid winds on my walk home, and in the end, that call received from Lyssa.

Now that the brunt of the work is done on today’s events, there is only my Sunday and Monday gap to acknowledge. I know that tomorrow will hold me up with a workout so there won’t be too much time to speak in here, especially if the Footy Show is playing. Also, I am just about to leave for Lyssa’s house as I called her a couple of minutes ago so who knows what kind of night will eventuate from my stay over.

Who knows what’s going on with this Ralf guy but I gather their not doing much together if she’s begging to have me over tonight. Mm, a girl that begs, if only to get her own way, still is so god damn irresistibly sexy. I must get off now, taxis to call, people to see, and sleep over with…