Michael Walked Out of His Office the Day Four-Year-Old Noah Called About a Broken Arm
“You put two delivery drivers on the very same loading dock.”
Michael rubbed his eyes and stared at the printed columns.
“I can correct it in the routing system right now,” Michael said.
Carla tapped her red pen on her leather notebook.
She watched Michael key the correction into the software.
“The main switchboard logged four outgoing calls from your extension to the Oakridge records department this afternoon,” Carla said.
Michael stopped typing.
He tugged at his watch strap.