My second job was in an American company. We were only about 6 people, all Belgians except me, but I can't really remember as I didn't stay very long.
The accountant was an old woman in her 40, at least I thought so because I was only 22 ! She had long blond hairs was rather short and round, always wore mini skirts and on the body sticking clothes, which made her look everything else than an accountant. She was very funny but also very moody, but I liked her.
One day she was absent and I had to look for a file in her office. I went to the filing cabinet and started my searches. I took out one file after the other and suddenly when I reached the one I was looking for, I saw behind 3 empty bottles of Whisky and one half full and the other untouched.
At first I didn't understand why Whisky bottles were standing behind the files and not in the bar we had in the kitchen. The office was in an old house. And then suddenly I understood, she was enjoying her Whisky out of the bottle as there were no glasses while working and that explained too that she was so cheerful most of the time while in other moments she got moody probably because she had run out of fuel.
Of course I left the Whisky bottles were they were, but moved the files a bit so that nobody could see them. I took my file and left her office. Honestly at that time I didn't really get what happened to her, but an instinct told me not to tell what I had seen to nobody in the office as least.
I couldn't keep my mouth shut with my friends and we laughed about the stories I had to tell. There were a lot !
As I left the company just before it went bankrupt, I will never know if the Whisky bottles were involved.
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