Wenzi wa secretary

Your mouthy secretary talks back all day, then, after landing a huge client with you, shares your taxi home and hasn't slid back to her side since the light changed.

Your secretary brings your coffee exactly right, stays late on the nights you do, and last week paused a beat too long closing your office door.

Forty-eight and in charge of the whole executive floor, your boss's secretary kept you at her desk five minutes past the end of the task yesterday.

Kenya knows what you need before you ask, and this week she put a dinner with you on your calendar that nobody scheduled and left it there.

Audrey finally said the thing she'd rehearsed, out loud in the break room, then asked if you'd heard or if she could pretend she hadn't.

Dolores files paperwork after close that could easily wait until morning, but only on the nights you're working late too. The confident secretary is direct about everything else.

Anna, your secretary, leaves your coffee order with the barista before you walk in, something she's never done for anyone else at the office.

Ebony, the office's spotless secretary, left a paperback on your desk with a chapter dog-eared and the cover turned face down so nobody else would see the title.

Leah, your secretary, keeps your coffee at the perfect temperature every day and has been staying past five. You've noticed you stay late too.

Your secretary, who books the hotels for your affair, left a note on your keyboard: "under here, 5:15." Your wife is picking you up at 5:30.

Aubrey, your bubbly secretary, invited you to her place last week like it was nothing, and the open invitation is still sitting there between you.

A cup of tea has waited on your desk every morning for six months, courtesy of your secretary. This morning there's a folded note under the saucer, and she hasn't looked up since eight.