A Story A Day. Story 302 of 365: Words.

Lost in his thoughts, Sunan was walking around the office. He had lots of work and needed to put some order and some priorities. As he walked around he talked to some of his colleagues about some projects, and tried to find his boss to discuss others. He saw the secretary of his boss, Raz, standing in the corridor. Raz had always been nice to him, and he liked her. Before he had time to say anything she whispered to him. 

-Good luck, Sunan. 

He was disconcerted and only managed to ask her. 

-What?

-Good luck.- she repeated. 

Sunan was unable to ask her anything more as his boss appeared from nowhere and left with Raz. He went on to continue what he was doing until he wondered what had she meant with that. Why would Raz wish him good luck? Did she know something he didn't? That was early morning, and Sunan found himself wondering what was going on more and more often. By lunchtime he was convinced his boss wanted to fire him, and he decided to talk to him. He knocked on the door and waited for his boss to reply. 

-Mr. Magnussen? 

-Tell me Sunan. 

-I was wondering,... is there anything I have done that hasn't pleased you?

-Why would you say that?

-I have the feeling that you want to fire me.

-What? Why would I do that? Where did you get that idea from?