As the conversation wrapped up, Mr. Mark left the room, giving us a moment to adjust to this new professional dynamic. My gaze briefly met Zaniyah's, and I found myself softening. Despite the unexpected turn of events, I recognized her competence and professionalism.
"By the way, sorry nga pala sa ginawa ko last week," I sheepishly admitted, taking a seat at my desk.
She chuckled, her voice light. "Don't worry, sir Jackson, wala naman meaning 'yon."
A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips, and I decided to address something that had been on my mind.
"Can I be honest with you? You don't have to call me 'Sir Jackson.' It's a bit too formal. It's almost like you're treating me as if I'm your superior," I explained, adjusting some books on my desk absentmindedly.
"Huh? Hindi pwede naman 'yon noh, sabihin nila wala akong galang," she replied, her tone teasing yet respectful.
I chuckled at her response. "No, it's not about that. I just want a more casual working relationship. You can call me Jackson, or even just Jack."
"Hindi talaga pwede, sir, kasi diba," she insisted.
I looked at her directly, with a hint of determination in my gaze. "Ayoko nga sabi na tawagin mo akong sir," I emphasized.
"O-oh, okay, sir, pero pwede bang kapag tayo lang dalawa Jackson lang sasabihin ko sa’yo, pero kapag nandiyan ‘yong ibang tao, sir tawag ko sayo," she pleaded, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of earnestness and hope.
I found myself briefly caught off guard by her sincere gaze. She seemed genuinely concerned about maintaining a professional demeanor in front of others, while also showing a willingness to adapt when it was just the two of us. Her request was reasonable, and it gave me insight into her thoughtfulness and consideration.
"Alright, Zaniyah," I agreed with a smile. "Jackson will work when it's just the two of us."
She let out a small sigh of relief, and her smile matched mine. "Thank you, sir Jackson." sabi niya
Agad ko naman siya sinamaan: "O-oh, sorry. Jackson pala."
I couldn't help but chuckle at her slip-up. "No worries, Zaniyah. Old habits die hard. But remember, it's just Jackson now."
She nodded, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Got it, Jackson."
As we settled into this understanding, I felt a sense of camaraderie and comfort settle between us. It was a small step but an important one in establishing a collaborative and efficient working relationship. The dynamic between a personal assistant and their employer was crucial, and I was optimistic that our openness to communicate and adapt would lead us to a productive partnership.
"Alright, so what's on the schedule for today?" I asked, shifting the conversation back to the tasks at hand.
She opened the folder in her hand and began to brief me on the day's agenda, discussing appointments, meetings, and tasks that needed attention. As she spoke, I found myself impressed by her organization and attention to detail. It was evident that she was well prepared and committed to making our work together seamless.
"Looks like a busy day," I remarked, glancing over the schedule she had outlined.
"Yes, it's quite packed, but I've tried to allocate time for breaks and flexibility," she explained.
"Good thinking," I replied. "I appreciate your efforts in ensuring a balanced workload."
Zaniyah's dedication and professionalism were becoming more evident with each passing moment, and I couldn't help but feel fortunate to have her as my new personal assistant. It was clear that she was committed to supporting me and making my work life more manageable, which was exactly what I needed during this busy phase of my career.
As we delved further into the day's plans, I found myself feeling increasingly at ease with our new working dynamic. Zaniyah's competence and positive attitude were undeniable, and I had a feeling that together, we would not only navigate our tasks efficiently but also build a strong professional partnership that would benefit both of us.
END OF FLASHBACK:
ZANIYAH’S POV:
Habang ako'y abala sa pagba-browse ng social media, biglang nag-ring ang phone ko. Isang unfamiliar number ang lumitaw sa screen, ngunit ng sagutin ko, na-surprise ako sa tinig sa kabilang linya.
"Hello? Zaniyah?" ang boses sa kabilang linya ay hindi maitago ang excitement.
"Ahh, yes, this is Zaniyah. Who's this?" Tanong ko, medyo naguguluhan.
"It's Jackson! Jackson Montgomery!" ang boses na iyon ay walang iba kundi si Jackson mismo.
Tila bang napako ako sa kinatatayuan ko. Hindi ko maipaliwanag ang damdamin ko sa eksaktong sandaling iyon. Nang bigla kong mapagtanto na si Jackson Montgomery ay nagsasalita sa akin, naramdaman kong tumigil ang oras.
"Oh, hi, Jackson," balik ko sa wakas, na may halo pa ring pag-aalinlangan.
Jackson's voice became smoother. "I just wanted to personally reach out and thank you for the hard work you've been doing as part of my team. I've been hearing great feedback about your dedication."
Nang makuha ko ang lakas ng loob, sumagot ako, "Thank you, Jackson. I really appreciate that. It means a lot coming from you."
Jackson continued, "I also wanted to let you know that we're planning another event soon, and I thought you might want to be there. I've seen your passion for what you do, and I think it's only fair that you get a chance to experience an event as a fan."
Hindi ko lubos maisip ang nangyayari. "Are you serious?"
Narinig ko ang malakas na tawa ni Jackson sa kabilang linya. "Absolutely serious. You've been working hard, Zaniyah. It's about time you had a bit of fun too."
Nagawa ko na lamang mapangiti. "I don't know what to say, Jackson. I'm really grateful for this opportunity."
"Wonderful! We'll make sure you're on the guest list. Looking forward to seeing you there, Zaniyah."
Nang magtapos ang tawag, hindi ko maipaliwanag ang mga damdamin ko. Tila bang napakaswerte ko na maabot ang ganitong pagkakataon. Tiningnan ko ang picture ni Jackson sa cellphone wallpaper ko, at para bang may bagong kahulugan ito.
As I processed the news that I was going to be on Jackson's guest list for an upcoming event, a mix of excitement and responsibility washed over me. It wasn't just about attending as a fan; it also meant that I would be involved in the coordination and management of Jackson's events, considering the massive number of fans he had.
I couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for this unique opportunity. To think that I, someone who started as an ordinary employee, would now be directly involved in Jackson Montgomery's world was both thrilling and surreal. I knew that this role came with challenges, but I was more than ready to embrace them.
In the days that followed, I found myself diving headfirst into the preparations for the event. Coordinating with the event organizers, managing the guest list, and ensuring the logistics were in place—it was a whirlwind of tasks that required careful attention to detail. Mr. Mark and I worked closely together, making sure everything was set for the big day.
As the event date approached, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of nervousness and excitement. I had attended events before, but this time, I was going to be there in a different capacity. It was my responsibility to ensure that everything ran smoothly for both Jackson and his fans.
The day of the event finally arrived. The venue was abuzz with energy, and fans were already lining up outside, eager to catch a glimpse of Jackson. I coordinated with the event staff, making sure that the setup was impeccable and that every detail was taken care of.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, I caught sight of Jackson himself. He was rehearsing for his performance, focused and dedicated as always. I couldn't help but admire his professionalism and passion for his craft.
Mr. Mark and I exchanged a glance, acknowledging the immense effort that had gone into making this event a success. It was a proud moment for me to know that I played a part in this endeavor.
As the event kicked off, the excitement in the air was palpable. Fans screamed with joy as Jackson took the stage, and I watched from the sidelines, taking in the electric atmosphere. While I had a role to play behind the scenes, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement as I witnessed Jackson's talent and charisma firsthand.
Throughout the event, I managed the flow of activities, ensuring that everything went according to plan. From coordinating Jackson's meet-and-greet sessions to overseeing the merchandise booth, my role as Jackson's personal assistant extended beyond the office walls.
As the event drew to a close, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. Seeing the smiles on the fans' faces and witnessing the successful execution of the event was incredibly fulfilling. This experience has given me a deeper appreciation for the hard work and dedication that go into creating such memorable moments for fans.
After the event, I received positive feedback from both the event organizers and Jackson's team. It was heartwarming to know that my efforts had contributed to the success of the event. And even though I was exhausted from the long day, I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.
As I reflected on the journey that led me here—from a chance encounter at the art gallery to becoming Jackson's personal assistant—I realized how much I had grown. This experience had stretched my abilities, tested my limits, and rewarded me in ways I couldn't have imagined.
And so, as I looked ahead to more events, more challenges, and more opportunities, I embraced the role I had been given with open arms. I was ready to continue this exciting journey as a vital part of Jackson Montgomery's world.