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Donna Hernandez heaved a heavy sigh as she filled her cleaning cart with the supplies. Tonight would be another in a chain of long nights. Donna worked as one of a team of night janitors in the McMillan Building, a twelve-story office building in downtown Phoenix. The McMillan Building was home to a wide variety of professional offices with dental and medical offices on the main floor, and attorneys, accountants, insurance brokers, mortgage company offices, and the like on the upper floors. There were six girls on her team and one supervisor to oversee them. The McMillan Building was split in half by the four elevator shafts in the center of the building. On this particular evening, Donna was assigned to clean the offices on the fourth and fifth floors on the east side of the building. Her job wasn’t all that hard really… it mostly consisted of emptying the trash, cleaning the restrooms and refilling the supplies, and cleaning the break rooms. Occasionally, she would have to vacuum the main hallways–the individual offices usually did their own vacuuming when they felt it necessary. Her cleaning cart had places around the outside that could hold spray bottles, cleaning rags, toilet paper and paper towels for the restrooms and extra trash bags. The center was a big bin for dumping the wastebaskets into. She would go from office to office emptying the wastebaskets, then tie the bag up and put it in whichever elevator they decided they would use that night. When there were several bags of trash in the elevator they would run it down and toss them in the dumpster out back of the building. When the trash was done, they would go into the breakrooms and bathrooms and finish by making sure the elevator they used was clean.Donna was about a quarter of the way done with her evening’s work when she went into one office to clean in. As she did she noticed one light on in one of the back rooms. Someone must be putting in some extra hours! she thought. Not an unusual occurrence so she didn’t pay it much attention. But as she cleaned her way to the office, she turned the corner and saw something that WAS unusual. She had meant to just come in and quietly get the trash to dump it, but as she turned the corner and stepped into the doorway she saw one of the office’s executives leaning back against the desk with a brunette kneeling in front of him – and she wasn’t helping him with his shoes!Donna gasped and quickly turned back around the corner of the door. She hoped she hadn’t been seen Ankara escort and was just about to run down the hallway when the man appeared in the doorway. “You! Come in here!” he commanded.Donna slunk into the room timidly and he shut the door behind her with a startling thump. “Take a seat, Miss…?””Hernandez, Sir. My name is Donna Hernandez.””I see. Well Miss Hernandez I assume by your outfit, you are one of the cleaning ladies in this building, are you not?””Y-yes Sir.””And is it the policy of your company to barge into obviously occupied offices without knocking?””No Sir, I just…””That’s what I thought,” he said, interrupting her before she could even explain. “Well, Miss Hernandez, I am a busy man and on occasion, I can’t get to everything I need done during normal working hours. So I have to work late from time to time to get caught up. I was working late tonight because some things came up today that needed my immediate attention. I was taking a short break when you came in here.””Yes, Sir.””Now listen to me and listen carefully. My name is Tony Grazio. I am a very prominent man in this company and this company pays very good money for its offices here. Money that goes in part toward paying your salary. “What you saw here tonight–you will forget you ever saw anything and erase it from your memory, understand? You are not to speak of it to anyone, am I clear? If any word of this gets out, I will know exactly who to go to and it will not help your career any, trust me.””Yes, Sir.” Donna cowered in her chair.She knew that she needed this job–she had dropped out of high school when she was a junior and never got her G.E.D. either. She knew that without either of these, her job prospects were bleak at best. She could not afford to lose this job… God knows when, or if, another one would come along!”Not that you deserve an explanation, but what you saw here was me interviewing a potential new secretary. I have an opening for a secretary and I was discussing it with the woman you saw.””Yes, Sir.””Good, then we understand each other. Now go on and do what you came in here to do and let me get back to my work. And remember what I said.””Yes, Sir.” Donna got out of her chair and quickly and silently emptied the wastebaskets and then left the office bringing the door closed so quietly there wasn’t even a click. Three or four steps down the hall she stopped, leaning up against the wall trying to catch her breath and calm herself. She couldn’t Ankara escort bayan be seen wound up like she was – someone might ask her what’s wrong and she would panic all over again trying to make up an excuse!Over the next few days, Donna kept a sharp ear out for any fallout from her encounter with Mr. Grazio. She needed to know if something bad was headed her way so she could maybe do something to keep from losing her job. She tried coming up with ideas and plans in case she did, but all she could think of was to tuck her tail between her legs and move back home. And that would be just awful–she left her small hometown of Blackstone, Virginia because she wanted to get out from under her parents’ strict rule and to get rid of a pestering, overly amorous ex-boyfriend – both of which would be all too happy to have her back under their control again! She just couldn’t go back there!One day a couple of weeks later, Donna was once again loading her cart for another night’s work. The fears of any kind of retribution for what she had seen that night in Mr. Grazio’s office had faded some, although she didn’t exactly feel in the clear from it. Then she noticed a small sign on the bulletin board – apparently, the woman that had been so eagerly “applying” for the secretarial position wasn’t as “qualified” as Mr. Grazio hoped… the position was still open.Donna had taken Office Skills in high school–two semesters of it–and she had done very well in the class. She could type about seventy words a minute on average, she could file, she knew her way around a few computer applications too. She could be a good secretary if it wasn’t for that damned diploma! She read the announcement further and found the job paid $19.00 an hour to start. That was $7.00 more per hour than she was making now! The extra money would sure be nice, plus she wouldn’t have to work nights anymore! She would get other benefits too-like health insurance, vacation time, and a retirement package. But the most important benefit was job security! As a janitor, she knew that she could be easily replaced at any time. Sure she was well-liked and did a good job, but her company was a small one and she was one of the newer employees. Both of those made her job tenuous… she needed a firmer footing. Her small car was getting up there in years and would need to be replaced. She couldn’t very well enter into a new car contract in her current financial condition. For one she couldn’t Escort Ankara afford the payment, and for two she never knew when her job might be gone! And there were other things she would like to have as well. She thought about the bulletin as she worked that night and then an idea struck her–she didn’t need a silly piece of paper to get this job… she had another option! She decided that she would apply for the position and she would use a certain bit of knowledge about Mr. Grazio as leverage to get it!She made her way to Mr. Grazio’s office and after making sure she was alone, she went to his desk and took one of the business cards from his cardholder, and put it in her pocket. Then she slipped out of the office and went back to work. The next day, she made a call to Mr. Grazio’s office.”Hello, this is Mr. Grazio’s office, Can I help you?” A female voice answered the phone.”Mr. Grazio, please.””Can I tell him who’s calling please?””Just put him on the phone. He will know who I am.””Okay, please hold,” the woman said, obviously a bit incensed that she didn’t get a name.A moment later, Mr. Grazio came on the line. “This is Tony Grazio, can I help you?””Mr. Grazio, this is Donna Hernandez, you know, the janitor who came into your office the other night when you were working late. I would like to talk to you about the position of secretary that you are advertising for.”At the mention of her name, Donna could hear movement and he cleared his throat. She could picture him wide-eyed and sitting up, paying more attention to her now! She smiled at the thought.”Um, well, Miss Hernandez the position has been…. um… filled,” he said nervously.”But the sign is still up on the bulletin board and from what I have heard, there hasn’t been any announcement yet as to who has the job,” Donna said, gaining confidence at his discomfort.”Well, I haven’t… made the announcement yet. But yes, the position has been filled.””Mr. Grazio, let me be clear. I want to meet with you and discuss this position. And YOU want to meet with me as well. I am more than qualified for what the job entails, and I think we can both help each other out. I want you to “work late” again tonight. I have the night off, but for something this important, I will come down and we can have ourselves a little chat… I’m sure we can reach a mutually acceptable agreement. Now, do YOU understand, Mr. Grazio?” “Um… yes.””Very good. I will see you tonight then. Say around 7:30?””All right,” he said quietly. Donna hung up the phone before she passed out! Normally she was a demure, unassertive sort of girl, happy to let others lead and she would follow. This was so not her style! But sometimes a girl just has to put her foot down and make her own way in the world. Donna was learning that she had a voice!
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