4. The Coat

For the rest of the two week I have been doing the work that are given to our department. As a graphic designer in Marketing department at EL ALFA fashion company. I needed to be creative and flexible mentality on giving great input in fashion marketing’s direction, as well as the best approaches for fashion photos.

EL ALFA is luxury fashion house based in New York City. Its product lines include handbags, ready-to-wear, footwear, and accessories, makeup and fragrances. So far I don’t have any problem worked in here.

At the end of august our department almost completed the project for next fall. We have produced a wide variety of clothing for women in that season as well as for men and children. They will launch production of this project in early September.

Our schedule was very busy a week before the launch of the autumn project. Most of our time is spent in the office. The launch will be held on a large scale at a leading shopping mall in New York. A few days before the launch we were still working, that night me and some employees were still in the office to complete a few details on the launch.

" I need another cup of coffee." I declared with eyes still fixed on the computer screen. After nearly four hours of working at the computer, I desperately needed a coffee break.

" Can you get it for me too" Windy was perusing the file on her desk.

" Sure, is anyone want it too? " I asked my colleague who was still in the office

Linda was quick to make rejection." Nope. I’m fine, too much coffee makes me look like zombie. "

" Are kidding me now? What make u think I will let u look less bad than me? " Windy stood with both hands on her waist.

Linda’s was defeating. " Fine"

" So five coffees right? " After the two more request from my colleague, I asked once more for certainty.

I went to the coffee machine in the pantry unfortunately we ran out of coffee flavours. " Crap" I cursed

" I’ll buy it at coffee cafe downstairs " I told them and passed by carrying a wallet and walk toward the elevator.

" Huh, why you- " The elevator was closed when windy wanted to asked me.

The café is located on the ground floor of the company building. it opens at the same time as working hours and closes later than working hours.

" Hey dear, can I get one Americano and two Cappuccinos, please. " I ordered a drink from a teenage girl at the counter. She’s taking my order and suggests me to sit on while their making the drinks.

I sat at a table near a large window which has a great view outside of the café. My gaze was focusing on outside of the café. I watch the guards who was guarding this building seemed to be in hurry as like they are expecting someone.

" Miss, your drink is ready" The cashier told me. My gaze returned to the counter. I paid the bill at the counter and left a tips for them for having a friendly service.  

" Oh, thank you miss, have a nice day." She thanks me with a bright smile on her face.

I came out of the cafe with the coffee in my hand and saw the elevator door was wide open. Thank god for saving my time I don’t have wait anymore minutes for the elevator to be available. But it didn’t happen as my expectation.

" AARGH " I screamed I was supposed to get in the elevator and bring this drink to our office. When all of a sudden the drink has spilled on my shirt and the man in front of me.

The man appears to be in his early thirties age circle with a dominant and masculine aura. He wears modern- fit navy suit matching with white shirt, black tie and oxford shoes in black colour. That makes him effortlessly stylish.

He may a one fine man but there is no point if he doesn’t used the organ that god had been giving.

" Are you blind? Can't you see where you're heading? " The man spoke sarcastically.

I was surprised by his words. " What? "

' Did he blame it on me just now? It’s his fault in the first place. I walked perfectly. Ohh god, he didn’t use the brain too. '

" Excuse me?! You who came across me. Instead of asking me. Why don’t you ask yourself ‘was I blind? Should I do medical check-up? I might look fine but what if something wrong with my brain which might affect my eyes.’ " I say to defend myself.

" Do I look crazy enough to bump on someone while carrying drinks? " I continued. He seemed surprised from my word seeing as his expression kind of blank.

" Sir, are you okay sir. " A man came towards us carrying a tissue and give it him.

" Do you see I'm okay? " He took the tissue and wiped the traces of the coffee drink on his shirt.

A guard came to me and asked unfortunately he didn’t bring any tissue for me. " Miss, are you okay?"

Without notice he threw his coat in my face after he took it off. " Take this and wash it. Give it to me tomorrow. " He said.

I took the coat. OKAY! It's a war. It’s officially war, ladies and gentlemen." Why should I wash it? It’s your fault, you should clean it yourself. " I threw his coat back to his face. Which he deserves for it.

" MISS! " The man next to him and the guard next to me shouted loudly.

" I'll clean it sir. " The man next to him took the coat and offered to clean it.

He cast his gaze at the man." Give the coat to her and make sure she washes it. " He gave instructions sternly to the man next to him and walked away out of the building.

" Wait. Where are you going we not done yet- " I try to stop him however he's already outside of the building and getting in the car that was ready for him.

" Miss, I'm sorry but you have to take this and clean it and you have to bring it tomorrow. " The man stop me and handed the coat to me.

" What? But why I have to -" I asked for an explanation. Why would I do his favour? This is not fair.

" Miss, do you know who’s that man is? " The guard cut my word with asking me. I shrugged my shoulders.