Many of my colleagues said that she had never acted that friendly before and I was lucky. I said, even I didn’t know why she was so friendly towards... me. About a month later I was summoned to her office, I went to her office and Nancy came to the door and asked me to come inside. She told the receptionist that she was not to be disturbed.Nancy went behind her desk and stoke to me. She said she wanted someone for a special job at her home. She also said it would pay well. She leaned back o her. She tidied away most of the clutter but threw away some barely used make-up which was Jenny's favourite.When Jenny became aware of her mother's action, Jenny was not very happy to say the least. She berated her mother in a severe manner. Fiona listened to her daughter with her eyes averted. However inside Fiona was smiling.The very next day Fiona entered Jenny's bedroom and removed her best skirt. As Fiona was ironing the garment she "accidentally" burnt the front. When Jenny came home from. When I was about to continue, she told me: “Could you give me a favor. Honey?” “Yes, m’am!” “Could you stop calling me Mrs. Anderson, and call me just mom?” Before she let me answer, she said: “I know you have a mom and she’s a wonderful woman, but calling me your mom means so much to me!” So, in a hesitant and humble tone I uttered irresolutely: “Mom!” She instantly leant forward and hugged me tightly, then kissed me and said: “It feels so good hearing you call me mom!” I continued to drive my. ”“She has a cubicle, asshole,” the big Canadian turned to enrapture whoever spoke to him, but a heavy metal ashtray stopped his attempt. It was wielded by one of the security guards, who was downstairs and saw the big man charm his co-worker. It laid out the Canadian, breaking his jaw, knocking out a half-dozen teeth and crushing his twice-repaired nose.“He dangerous. Don’t let him talk,” said the older guard, who got a heads-up about potential trouble from an anonymous source earlier that day..