Chapter 20: Twenty

“….You may be older, but I am taller,” Seulgi heard Min-Jeon saying to Yeojin.

The earlier synergy had been broken. While ephemeral, it was something that could be rejoined again. Some day. Hopefully.

Now that the song was firmly re-planted into her mind, she renewed the need to find that singer, Son.

She started looking up whatever news she could find about that street fair, who had been on the guest list, who had been managing the stage, and whatever other crumbs she could find. She started feeling like Gretel from Hansel and Gretel watching as the bread crumbs are eaten by the birds.

This was frustrating. So very frustrating. The person exists. Her ears were proof that she was a real life person despite the fairy tale voice. There had to be a record of them, somewhere.

Too bad she didn’t know any police to ask them if there were street cameras that recorded her. This might actually be a blessing be getting herself into trouble as it would be a misuse of resources. It might not stop some people, but Seulgi didn’t believe that she was above the law. Not that she ever needed to be.

Still, it might make her life easier when trying to find this person. Seulgi sighed. She was doing that a lot. She sighed again, proving her point.

She needed to concentrate on work. There were still very important things needing to be done, despite her personal desires. Yup. Work. Need to work. Focus. Focus. Focus.

Perhaps, on the promoter’s website, there would be an email address to fire off a quick email asking them if they know who Son was or her full name.

A quick web search later, she had the email address. A quick email written and sent later, she was as satisfied as she could currently be.

Speaking of emails, she was behind on her work email.

There is some online training about anti-phishing training from the IT guys. The corporate newsletter were congratulating several people on their work anniversaries. The HR Department is asking for opinions on what to do for an upcoming holiday; an ice cream social, lunch for everyone, or perhaps an evening bowling? The bowling was unlikely as it specifically said ‘no alcohol’ considering what happened last time. They will never look at the accounting department the same again.

Some of the emails could safely be deleted. Some had to be filed for later. Some had to be answered today. Some had to be answered right now.

She got deep into her emails. In the back of her mind, she was actually grateful for emails. Could you imagine the sheer amount of paper that would weigh her down keeping the business afloat? Then having to file all of it, then find someone to take the answers back to the appropriate people who may or may not be where they needed to be to receive the answers. There was also the potential avalanche of paper if the pile got too tall.

All it took nowadays was a couple of dozen taps and a click of ‘send’ and that was it. Fire and forget, that’s email culture.

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An hour later, the urgent emails were done. The problem was what some people defined as urgent wasn’t to anyone else, except the sender. The phrase ‘What is urgent for you does not constitute an emergency on my part” came to mind. Does everyone really need to drop everything that they are doing so that they can look for the phone that some person lost (forgot) in the 6th-floor bathroom?

Next, the ‘needs a response today’ emails. There were a few more of these than the urgent ones. At least these are a bit more responsibly work related. Most of these were easily answerable.

A few needed some research before she could answer them. She called Min-Jeon into her office and handed her a list of information that she needed. Min-Jeon then split the list and gave the easier half to Yeojin. Seulgi didn’t care who got her the information just so long as she got it. She smile at the Terrible Twins and shooed them on their way.

Terrible twin. Despite not being related and not looking alike, their personalities matched so well that the moniker – which would inevitably spread company wide within the week – would become a legend within the company. They would be the company boogieman for decades to come. Upper management would threaten managers with assigning them the Terrible Twins if they did not get their performances up. It was a credible threat especially when it was used seriously.

The non-urgent emails were piling up again. With an exasperated sigh, she dug into the gathering list. What struck her as odd is that in the never ending electronic paper chase was that no matter how many she knocked out, there was always more.

She had actual work that needed to be focused on, but if she didn’t file down the emails, she would easily be overwhelmed within a day or two. She briefly amused herself with the mental image of herself in armor, sword, and shield fighting back the invading hoard of emails in a fantasy setting.

Snorting to herself, she got back to work.

Once her inbox got to a reasonable level, and while waiting for the Terrible Twins to get back with the information that she needs, she was able to start some of her own actual work.

She pulled up a report that she was working on about a supplier company and their ability to provide parts. It was a compare and contrast report between several companies that they worked with in the past. She annotated her suggestions and fired it – another email - to the project manager that had asked her to do this.

She brought up the next report for the current project and read the contents. She noted the changes from the original document and saved the changes.

This was dreary and boring, but essential. It is the minutia that can make or break a company. It was the day-to-day drudge that keep her successfully employed. Every time that she get exasperated, she remembers that this is what keeps her rent paid, her cat fat, and several insurances up to date. That and she gets paid very well to go through emails.

In her daydreams, she is doing any number of other things with her life. She is singing on a stage in front of a stadium full of fans screaming her name and drowning her in applause. She is a doctor saving children with cancer in a hospital ward. She has even been the lead astronaut on the international space station for a summer.

When her imagination had run wild, she was a mage in a fantasy dream slinging spells at Evil Doers, a pirate on the open seas, and one particularly chunni day, she was a super hero who flew through the air fighting bad guys.

Laughing at her own absurdity, she got back to work.

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