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A week later, I sat at my desk and looked at the clock. It still read 11:10. I remembered that I hadn't yet asked Nowell to fix it. I picked up the phone to ask Karine to remind me but then recalled that she had a doctor's appointment that morning and would be in a little late.
I got up to get a cup of coffee and saw Karine walking in. I watched as she approached her desk only to be cut off by a young man who sat down in her chair and began typing away on a keyboard. I heard her sternly expressing her dissatisfaction to the clueless man and figured I should intervene.
“What's going on?” I asked.
“I don't know. Seems this guy decided that he would like to work in my seat,” she said, sternly. She then continued talking behind his back. “I asked him what he's doing here, and he didn't answer.”
“Excuse me,” I said, tapping him on the shoulder. “Please tell us why you're seated here.”
He pulled out his two earbuds. “Oh, I'm sorry. Can I help you?”
“I'm Scott Billings, and my friend here asked why you are seated at her desk.”
“Oh, hello, Mr. Billings. Nice to meet you.” He looked confused. “Uh, I don't know. I thought I was supposed to sit here.” He paused a moment and said, “Wait, are you Karine?” When she nodded, he told her that Damon said to give her the message that when she came in, she should go see him. With that, he put the earbuds back in and continued typing.
Karine turned to me. “What's going on here!?” she yelled.
“I don't know, Karine.”
She bolted toward Damon's office, ...
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