Collecting the sound of a dog after a screech of tires, not a single person from the floor bothered to even remark at a look outside the window. This despite the fact that every other car slamming on the brakes outside manages to have one pair of eyeballs looking for the smoking bumpers and smashing arguments as the drivers swap details.
Taking place early in the morning, the canine wallop instead belonged to a personal assistant to one of the partners of the firm. The ambulance officer carted on a motorbike and a police car with its occupants were still hovering around the distraught lady. Wracked by the incident, she was still sitting there, rubbing her own forehead for an explanation as the hordes went walking and gawking about in their lunch hour.
From second hand reports, a rather eager taxi driver had picked up a potential passenger. Having not stopped to open the door its driver then sped off down the road as the woman went flying up into the air like a rag doll.
Later on in the week, about a day after the scene, the careers section of the intranet posted an advertisement for a new personal assistant. In another state.
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