An unexpected truck shipment.

“I just got a call from some delivery truck dispatch guy saying he’s from Rosy Blush Beauty Products. I don’t usually deal with the phones, but I think he said they usually come in on the second and fourth Tuesdays of each month? Is that right? Or was it first and third?” Kim said, trying to remember a long and detailed phone call she just experienced.

“They shouldn’t be coming for a few days.” Samantha said, checking her calendar and looking concerned.

“That’s what I told them.” ‘We don’t have any workers to spare unloading! I said.’ Kim said, miming each side of her phone conversation with her hands. ‘Then he's like: The highway had an overpass collapse with bumper to bumper traffic for dozens of miles beyond your town so we moved you up at no charge. We can get deliveries out to your city but the rest of the state is getting major delays. Bla bla bla...’

Samantha’s face said loud and clear that she did not like this turn of events nor Kim’s hand puppetry.

Kim continued, chirping the man’s voice in a Mickey Mouse-esque sing-song-y tone. ‘We talked to your receptionist yesterday and she said you were suuuuper busy and to come any other day and it’d be fine.’ “I think they mean Megan since she was working the front desk most of the day.” Kim said, back to her normal voice.

Kim turned her head and saw Mackenzie standing there with her hands doing their best underwear impression. Their best was not very good, as one nipple escaped her draped arm, unbeknownst to the red-faced redhead.

Kim glanced at Mackenzie’s body, lingering at her exposed nipple peeking out from her forearm and her bare hips on either side of her hand hastily draped in front of her crotch. She opened her mouth and started to say “Hey! Still enjoying the VIP treat...” with a smirk on her face as if she was about to reminisce about Mackenzie’s VIP treatment the previous day that Kim was partially responsible for. She thought better of it as she locked eyes with her boss’s glare and remembered the (un)true reason for the workplace helper’s nudity.

Sam, mostly mad at this newly added stress and responsibility dropped on her already full plate, wanted her current employee Kim to get on with her story. She cursed her former employee Megan, who’s actions continue to bite her in the ass. Sam has already patiently waited several seconds of Kim checking out Sam's girlfriend only for her to tease the redhead about her lack of attire. Mackenzie has been such a helpful little busy bee thought Sam, who was just not in the mood for teasing at the moment. Her face softened as she remembered this was all Mack’s idea with her little game. Mack probably enjoys the teasing. She hides it well behind all the blushing and cowering. “Get on with it Kim.” Samantha said.

“Oh yeah!” Kim said as she straightened her posture and turned slightly away from Mackenzie, the redhead standing a few feet away in her peripheral. Kim looked entirely at Samantha to show her boss she’s focused. Her hands returned to their puppet positions and she began with her mocking tone, chattering along with her fingers. ‘So anyway, he's all bla bla bla the truck will arrive in around 20 minutes. We’ve only sent a driver and the traffic out there has him behind schedule. He’ll need to drop off the crate without unloading it. The shipment will need to be brought in yourself. You will be appropriately compensated for the missing labor, but the truck can’t be returned to the shipyard if your spa agreed to the shipment.’

She continued her one sided hand puppet conversation for a few more seconds, trailing off and lowering her hands as she saw the fuming sandy blonde pinching the top of her nose as if she was about to blow a gasket. “I really tried to talk him out of it but he said the guy’s almost here! He talked my ear off and I was just covering for Kelsey’s bathroom break. I’m sorry!” Kim slowly backed toward the door, trailing off again as she waited for her boss’s reply. “I’ve got another VIP treatment in…” She quietly squeaked at double speed, looking at the clock on her phone. “6 minutes. So I’ve got to go find Kelsey and get the desk manned. I’ll be seeing you around boss.”