Page 44 of The Guy Who Became My Grumpy Boss

“I can give you a minute,” I offered.

His eyes met mine, and while he didn’t smile, his expression softened. “No, we need to get started.”

“With?” I asked.

“Minimizing the panic.”

“Too late,” I joked.

He grunted again.

Danger Zone always had a course of action. “What’s the plan?” I asked.

He took a moment to set up his laptop, so I scrolled through the emails I’d received.

A majority of people were asking if this was a joke and if they could have both days off. Others didn’t bother to open the attachment, which was a flyer with every scrap of the information they needed. And it was all in the body of the email as well.

Why were people so lazy with reading these days? Maybe we should have made a video about it and sent that out.

An incoming message lit up, and I clicked the email from Danger Zone open.

“I anticipated most of the questions we’ve gotten so far, and since we both know that asking people to read what we already sent them is a futile effort at best, I have standard responses we can send out quickly and efficiently.”

As promised, I now had the answers to most people’s questions. As I scrolled through, I noticed he’d addressed almost every inquiry I’d received to this point. “This is thorough.”

“I tried to cover all of the bases.”

“That means it won’t take nearly as long to calm the masses.” I smiled at him. “Thanks.”

“You’re not doing it alone.” His eyes darted to the bottom corner of his screen. “I have thirty minutes in which I can help.”

In the year I’d worked for him, I’d noticed the more he took on in the mornings the grumpier he got in the afternoon. “Are you sure? I can do it, and you have meetings to prep for.”

“I’m prepared for my schedule today.” He spoke with a certainty that I couldn’t argue with.

“Okay then, I’ll separate these out into different subjects, and we can split them up.” I figured that would be the easiest way to proceed.

“If we don’t catch up before the meeting, I’ll ask Catherine to help us,” Danger Zone said.

Tyrell’s assistant was an older woman with a sharp wit and a nimble mind, but I wasn’t sure she could handle this many stupid people at once. I vowed to get as much accomplished as possible.

The two of us worked in silence for a few minutes, and while I felt the weight of the task before us, I also felt that, together, we could do this.

After I sorted the issues and sent everything pertaining to the location to Danger Zone, I rose to go back to my desk.

“You’re leaving?” he asked.

“It’s easier to work where I have two monitors,” I said.

Danger Zone straightened and shifted in his chair. His red tie was askew, and I noticed that the color matched my shoes. “I’d like to thank you again for accompanying me last night.”

I was wondering if he was going to bring up mini golf. “It was fun.”

His lips twitched but didn’t break into a smile. “I’m not sure fun is the right description.”

I figured that would be it, but he looked into my eyes and said one more thing. “But it was certainly enjoyable.”

Chapter 14

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