With brains like that you’re only fit to be a cleaning lady,” the director cackled, having no idea about the audit from head office.
The Mercury office center greeted Sofiya Dmitrievna with cool, almost sterile air mixed with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and a faint smell of new furniture. The Monday business bustle wrapped around her like a thick fog in which voices and footsteps seemed to dissolve. She automatically adjusted the frame of her unfashionable glasses, … Read more