Joy sat at her desk and stared at the two stacks of order logs piled before her, one on each side of her keyboard.Joy sat at her desk and stared at the two stacks of order logs piled before her, one on each side of her keyboard. The stack on the left contained orders she'd already entered that day, and the one on the right contained those yet to be entered. The stack on the right was still much larger. She sighed and looked at the clock: five minutes past seven. Everyone else had gone home for the night except her boss, whom she could hear rummaging through a file cabinet in his office. Two hard workers, working late. Joy sighed again as she looked at the work still to be done. She'd told Carl that she'd for sure have them done that day, and now she was regretting those words. Her fingers returned to the keyboard, and she got as far as the quantity ordered when her boss called to her from down the hall. "Joy, could you come here? I need a favor of you." "Okay, just a minute!" Oh great, what else is he going to ask me to do now? She finished entering the data for that customer, and transferred the sheet of paper from the right stack to the left. |