I felt like crying as I got into my car. Instead of going home, I just sat there for a while and watched my fellow co-workers get in their own cars and head out, some looking as stunned as I was, others looking angry, or indifferent, or even oddly excited. I slumped my head against the steering wheel.
We'd all just been sent home on indefinite furlough because of a scandal that had erupted suddenly. Yesterday afternoon, the owner's secretary had caught him and his daughter in flagrante delicto, having mutual oral sex on his desk. The dried-up old prude had immediately called the police, and they were led out of the office in handcuffs half an hour later. Despite their protests that they were doing nothing wrong, that they were both adults and it was all perfectly consensual, incest was still illegal.
Well, the stupid old hag had tattletaled herself out of a job. When the management called a meeting this morning, they told us that they were shocked, just shocked, and had no idea what to do. Until they figured how to handle the situation, we were to go back home on half-pay and wait it out. Don't call us, we'll call you. Ta-ta.
The whole situation stank. Now I was basically unemployed, and what's more, I'd hoped to have a chance with the boss's daughter someday. Mary was probably the hottest thing ever to put on a miniskirt...and she'd chosen her paunchy middle-aged Daddy to dabble with. WTF?!
I didn't want to go home.
I didn't want to because there was something unusual going on in the apartment I shared with my younger sisters, and I didn't want to deal with that, either. Tania and Tamara had been acting odd and giggly a lot lately, and had become inseparable lately. I didn't care for the way they kept looking at me and laughing all the time; I had no idea what that was about, and it made me feel frustrated.