Chapter 60. Eight

Barry

Again the body leaning back in the chair in front of my desk distracts me for the umpteenth time. William pulls himself together and looks me straight in the eye.

"What?" he asks, surprised that I'm looking at him that way, "Do I have something on my face or what's wrong," I shake my head disapprovingly.

"William, if you want to work in the company you should sign a contract and not spend it in my office taking my time and space, so we give you your place, how about the basement," I suggest with a serious voice, not taking my eyes off my task because I'm deleting some things on the computer.

My friend exhales as if he was very tired -I don't want to be subject to a fixed schedule, but well, let them draw up my contract... I will ask for a juicy salary and legal benefits, of course, oh and also something like... flexible and remote schedule, it can be work from home- Again I look at him wrong because he has understood my sarcasm.

-William nods, bit