Free Hart’s Desires (Volume One – The First Day) (Hart's Desires) by Ana Vela Page B

front of me. None of the departments on the list said accounts payable. I looked towards Samantha, but she was focused on her computer screen. Seconds were passing by. I could hear his breathing on the other side. I pressed the hold button and asked Samantha, “What department is accounts payable?”
     
    “Accounting,” she pointed to the paper as though I obviously should have known that. “Extension 220.”
     
    I looked back at the phone to take him off hold and transfer him, but none of the lights blinked. “If I put someone on hold, how do I know which line they’re on?”
     
    “The line will be blinking,” Samantha said, sounding bored with my questions.
     
    I looked down at the phone again. Still no blinking lights. “What does it mean if there’s no blinking lights?”
     
    “You hung up on them.” I wasn’t sure if it was a question or a statement. Either way, I knew my firing was coming even closer.
     
    The phone rang and I jumped back from the desk. The sound startled me. I looked at Samantha and she looked at me as though I’d better be able to answer the phone, or this would be my last chance.
     
    I picked it up again, pressed the button with the blinking light and said, “Thank you for calling…”
     
    “Accounts payable.” The same male voice said, sounding less agreeable than a few moments earlier.
     
    “I’m sorry about that. Please, um, hold.” I pressed the transfer button, then the extension number. I checked to see if he was still there, but the line was silent.
     
    “Good job.” Samantha said again with a sarcastic tone. “Since you figured out the phones, let’s get you logged into your computer so you can start processing emails, so I don’t have sit here and do them all alone. Are you up for the challenge?”
     
    I nodded my head yes. In truth, I wanted to walk out the front door. It may have taken three months to land my first 9-5 job, but that didn’t mean I had to suffer through working conditions like this. It wouldn’t be the end of the world if I quit and walked out right now. There would be other jobs. At least, I hoped there would be. I hoped they wouldn’t take another three months to find. My parents were so proud of me. I even heard my mom telling one of her friends on the phone that I was working at Hart Technologies – so prestigious! They would understand, right? They wouldn’t want their daughter being miserable. Although, was this better than dealing with bitchy customers and long retail hours? I decided to give it some more time. It couldn’t stay like this forever.
     
    “Do you still have the login information H.R. gave you?”
     
    “Yeah, I think so.” I took my purse out of the desk drawer and searched through it for the paperwork that they had given me. I hadn’t taken anything out since then, but it was a large purse and carried just about everything I would ever need and then some. I started to tremble again when I didn’t find the paperwork right away. I pushed everything, the keys, my make up, random receipts around for at least a minute before I finally found the paperwork. I pulled it out and proudly showed Samantha the pile of papers.
     
    She looked back at me, bored. “On page three, you’ll find your login information. When you login, you’ll be asked to update your password with something you choose.”
     
    I found page three and then the login information. I typed the login information, but instead of bringing me to the home screen, it brought me back to the login screen with a message about my login credentials not working, and that I should check to see if caps lock was on.
     
    Caps lock was off and I quickly typed the login again. Same results. Can’t anything go right for me? “I think there’s something wrong with the login they gave me.”
     
    Samantha sighed, and then looked at my screen. “Caps lock?”
     
    “It’s off.”
     
    “Then you’ll have to call…” She stopped mid-sentence; something in