Office Boy
My first job at eighteen had some kind of fancy tiltle, but basically I was the office boy. Fetch and carry and the lowest in the pecking order. There were some other male employees but basically it was a female environment. After I'd been there a week, my boss Sharon called me into her office one Friday afternoon. She was sitting back in her expensive looking swivel chair with a smile so I knew I wasn't in trouble, even so, she didn't invite me to sit so I stood rather awkwardly in front to...