An Excerpt from – MODEL - The Return of
the Employee - by Mukul Deva
The next day I got a call from Ms. D.T.H. Squad.
“Dr. G.O. Bells requests you to join him in his office… if you are
“Of course I am free.” I assured her.
Like most wise men, I am never too busy for the Boss. So, after
re-checking the tie knot, the shine on my shoes and straightening
the trouser crease, off I went to meet the Boss, packing my trusty
dictaphone and Day Timer.
Dr. G. O. Bells was standing near the large bay window (fitted
with one way glass) that overlooked the gardens and the main
parking lot when I entered. His office straddled most of the top
floor of the main building so he had a panoramic view of the
complete complex. He seemed lost in deep thought when I entered.
He waved an offhandedly-casual hand at me when he noted my
presence in a most subconscious way and then went back to his
I wisely chose not to disturb his reverie. Instead I also joined
him near the window and stood looking at the constant stream
of people walking from the main office building to other parts of
the complex. Unwittingly my attention was drawn to this really
cute and curvaceous lady who had sashayed out of the door and was
swaying towards the Admin Block.
I was happily admiring her curves when Dr. G. O. Bells murmured,
“Ah! What an annus mirabilis!”
A little surprised at the boss’ remark, but going with the flow, I
looked even more closely at her delectable derriere
again before turning to him. “Yes, it is a remarkable ass, isn’t
it? But Boss, are you sure her name is Mirabilis? Doesn’t seem
likely for anyone to have a name like that, Boss.”
“Eh! What?” Dr. G. O. Bells started as though he had sat down
on some sharp, hard object. “Ass? What ass?” He
then gave a long look at the lady before he turned to give me an
even longer look. “I meant, what a marvelous and
eventful year it has been, Model. That’s Latin. A-n-n-u-s
M-i-r-a-b-i-l-i-s.” He literally spelled out the words slowly
for my benefit. “Really Model!”
He didn’t say it in so many words but his disdainful sniff and
pointed gaze did, ‘If I did want to discuss the asses of the
hired help I surely wouldn’t do it with the hired help, would I
now? You ass!’
Suitably chastened and highly mortified I stood there feeling like
an ass as I mumbled apologetically, “Forgive me Boss, you know
that Latin is truly a foreign language for me.”
With a dismissive gesture Boss motioned me towards his table as he
moved towards it after one final look at the dancing derriere.
I could see that he didn’t trust me around the windows any longer.
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