Businessless

О книге

Автор книги - Maria Mart. Произведение относится к жанрам юмор и сатира, современная зарубежная литература. Оно опубликовано в 2025 году. Книге не присвоен международный стандартный книжный номер.

Аннотация

Sharp, witty, and delightfully chaotic workplace memoir – one that captures the absurdity, frustrations, and accidental comedy of working in a mismanaged business.

It follows the daily struggles of a small shop’s employees as they navigate impossible expectations, a revolving door of questionable managerial decisions, and the ever-present battle between logic and complete disarray.

At its heart, it is a humorous reflection on what happens when a business, despite having real potential, is run by people who seem to have a knack for making things harder than they need to be. From dramatic stock counts to meetings that accomplish absolutely nothing, from postal service adventures to the slow but inevitable transformation of a meeting room into a storage dump, each chapter is a painfully relatable glimpse into the world of small business dysfunction.

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This book is dedicated to my dad, my mum, and my dearest friend, J.

Prologue.

How we met

It was a chilly November day almost five and a half years ago when Li and I first crossed paths. She had come to the shop for her initial interview, just as our previous business assistant was preparing to leave. My father, the firm’s director at the time, had arranged for a hiring agency to send a few candidates our way. Nestled in central London, our office enjoyed an enviable spot, flanked by Baker and Marylebone streets, right at the heart of all the hustle and charm. Or, come to think of it, maybe this is a long shot – the heart of London, as many would confidently say, is somewhere else, but liver or kidneys area look like an adequate reference as far as London’s breathing organism is concerned.

As soon as Li walked through the door, there was an inexplicable sense that this was the beginning of something enduring – a friendship that somehow felt older than that single moment. Li, you once told me you had the strange feeling we already knew each other back then. And I felt it too, as though our connection had been waiting patiently to be rediscovered that day.

I remember it as vividly as if it were yesterday. It wasn’t just the beginning of a friendship; it was also the day my coffee preferences changed forever – a shared love for caffeine that would play its own essential role in our story. But, perhaps more importantly, it was the day we quietly agreed to turn every work-related twist, every ‘tricky’ moment, into something we could laugh about.

And the reality is, anyone can relate to this: there are those rare days when you feel like quitting, and there are days when you finally realise – it is entirely your choice how to respond to any challenges which you are facing at the present.

I was sitting upstairs at the reception desk, a little nervous myself, even though I was not technically involved in an interview. My father introduced us warmly.

– It’s very nice to meet you, – I said, extending my hand. – Would you like some tea or coffee?”

– Yes, coffee would be great, – she replied with an easy smile.

– Would you like some milk with that?

– Oh, no, – Li said, shaking her head with just a hint of determination. – Just black americano, please.

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