the secretary

by bofa xesjum

cynthia jones was the most inefficient secretary jonathon wardell had ever had. he hoped that in time she could at least be taught to make a decent cup of coffee. one afternoon jonathon was in a particularly despairing mood. he had lost the kenniston account, and his bother-in-law, to whom jonatthon had donated two thousand dollars, had lost his bid for the state assembly. he summoned cynthia, intending to ask her, as politely as possible, to try to make him a halfway tolerable cup of coffee. but before he could get the request out of his mouth, cynthia blurted out - oh, mister wardell, there is a man who wants to see you and i can’t get rid of him. he is dressed in a ringmaster’s uniform, you know, like in the circus, and he has his lion with him, you know? jonathon detested the use of the ubiquitous “you know” by the younger generations.