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07:07pm 13/04/2012
 
 
csiguci
Oh, this is a horrid nightmare. What a sharp noise! How does that come into the middle of my dream wedding with Colonel Young?!
I am no longer asleep. Suddenly my eyes are wide open and the realization hits me. “Jesus, this is not a dream. This is the doorbell ringing!” I stuck out one hand from under my blanket, search for my watch and hold it to two inches before my eyes. I wonder where my glasses are… It is 4:53 in the morning. Who on earth rings doorbells at this time of the day – ok, night – so insistently?
I search for my glasses, drag myself out of bed, and open the door. Colonel Young is looking right back at me. I must still be dreaming, I say to myself, and keep staring at Young as if he was a ghost.
“May I come in?” asks he.
“Sure,” and I stand aside hurriedly. If Colonel Young insists he wants to come into my apartment, who am I to say no? Except… panic overtakes me. My apartment is a mess. Papers from work are everywhere, dirty clothes lie on the floor, leftovers from last night’s dinner are on a plate on my couch, and, khm, I realize I wear nothing but underwear and a worn t-shirt. I wish I could just disappear.
But Young is unphased and a very real presence in my living room. He pushes the leftovers aside and sits down on my couch. “Ms. Csiguci?”
“Yes, sir.” My hair is a mess.
“I was sent to recruit you for the Stargate program as my personal assistant on Icarus base.” Ok, he must be mad if he still wants this after seeing the wonderful orderliness of my apartment.
“But sir, I am not even a soldier, and definitely not American.” I stand there dumbfounded. “Security risk.” I add hastily because his piercing eyes make me feel insecure. Why do I feel naked?!
“Are you a terrorist or a criminal?”
“No, sir.”
“Good enough for me.”
“My typing skills are mediocre, I am not a native speaker, I have no idea of military procedures and missions.”
Although controlled, he now looks slightly impatient. “I take you heard about the Stargate program.”
“Yes sir, but…” Why am I objecting when he is offering me my dream you-can-stare-at-me-anytime job. “…but this must be a mistake?!”
“Do you mean you are not interested?” he asks.
“No, sir.” I mean I am an idiot. I hope I have not said that aloud?! No, probably not. He nods and says,
“You are to report to me in the Pentagon in a week's time.”
“Yessir.”
He stands up, gives me a tentative smile, extends his hand, and congratulates me on my new position.
“Thank you, sir.” Why on earth do I bow?!
He turns suddenly before I could close the door behind him (OK, before I could steal a final look at his beautiful butt)
“I hope you will be a bit more complacent as an employee.”
“Yessir. Anything you wish, sir.” Oh, did I really say that?

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Comments:

ashimon

March 29 2012, 22:07:21 UTC

It. Is. Hilarious. *Hence snorting into my chai.*

I guess the Stargate program is desperate these days....LOL

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shena8

March 31 2012, 17:59:22 UTC

Oh, I was recuited in much the same way... except The Yum was feeding squirrels in the park, and I caught his eye... The rest, as they say, is history.

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csiguci

March 31 2012, 22:34:33 UTC

You mean you were walking in the park in underwear and a t-shirt?! :D

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ashimon

March 31 2012, 22:37:35 UTC

C'mon. She is a squirrel. She wore fur. :P

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csiguci

March 31 2012, 22:42:02 UTC

*facepalm*

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shena8

March 31 2012, 23:04:48 UTC

Yes... as I always do. Nibbling on a pinecone, usually.

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kimmy4eytj

April 1 2012, 05:10:59 UTC

Hilarious!! I could see this happening. Csiguci, you are a hoot. How could you disagree with him. And almost caught staring at his great butt!

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csiguci

April 1 2012, 08:40:14 UTC

Khm...I am not sure whether disagreement is a sign of early-morning dumbness, my desire to awaken his interest (don't give yourself too easy), my nature (I like to object), disbelief that he personally came to recruit me, my honest desire to have him end up with a better secretary (sorry, personal assistant) or errr...hm. Lol.
 
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