4/1/09 11:44 pm - goodrumor"Are you fucking kidding me?" The voice on the other end of the phone spoke quickly then hung up. Ossa ripped the phone out of the wall, threw it to the ground and stomped on it. Luckily, no one was there to see her tantrum. What the fuck was the point of being a billionaire media mogul if you couldn't control the FUCKING MEDIA. Gods damn internet fucking blogs. They were fucking up her cool.
It took several minutes but when she stepped out of her office, her face had no sign of her anger. She gave her assistant a cold look. "Call Gideon. Tell him the deal with the internet fell through and that I'll need to see him tomorrow at noon. Let him know that is not an optional meeting. Also, I'll need a new telephone and get someone up here to clean up this mess before General Aegis gets here. When she does, she is to be brought to me immediately. Think you can do that, Amanda?" Her assistant nodded quickly, managing to write all of that down. Ossa just gave her a stare. "Well, get on it then!" And walked back into her office. She needed to find something sexy to wear. This is just what she needed to take her mind off the fucking internet bitches. |