Woman’s work

05 Jul

rescuersPhoto copyright David Stewart

They said it would be lonely at the top. They obviously haven’t sat in this executive’s chair.

A sycophantic (but inconveniently indispensable) assistant dogs my every step; I’ve got to make like David Copperfield to pee in peace.

There’s always some new upstart scrambling up the corporate ladder, thinking it’ll be easy to get his name on my door.

I worked hard to earn this position and the million-dollar view that comes with it. I won’t be ousted anytime soon. As long as I’ve got the strength to lift my foot, these Jimmy Choos will keep kicking that ladder over.

This is my take on David Stewart’s photo prompt for this week’s Friday Fictioneers. It’s a more literal interpretation of the picture than I would have liked, but I just couldn’t shake that scenario from my mind.


Posted by on July 5, 2013 in Challenges, Fiction



6 responses to “Woman’s work

  1. David Stewart

    July 7, 2013 at 2:09 AM

    Nice look at the other side of corporate life. It’s a constant battle up and a constant battle when you get there.

    • dreaminofobx

      July 7, 2013 at 9:34 AM

      I agree–it takes a special kind of person to thrive in that environment.

  2. sustainabilitea

    July 7, 2013 at 2:31 AM

    Her assistant sounds like my girls when they were little. Every time I sneaked into the bathroom, they were outside calling me. 🙂 But my pay scale was a lot less than this woman’s.


    • dreaminofobx

      July 7, 2013 at 9:32 AM

      Lower pay scale, longer hours, and infinitely more demanding, I’d imagine. But I hope the joys and rewards made up for it all. There is no more important job than motherhood!

  3. Sandra

    July 7, 2013 at 10:12 AM

    Nice take.

  4. rochellewisoff

    July 8, 2013 at 10:33 AM

    Dear Michelle,

    I enjoyed your unique view of the corporate ladder. Your title is very telling as well. .Good job.




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