The Bruja from Customer Support is based on my own experience working as a customer support specialist (but with a twist), while reflecting my thoughts on witchcraft, living in New York City and focusing on love and relationships. This is a telenovela styled setup - expect the exaggerations, drama and plenty of gossip.
The story will be ongoing, so at the moment there isn't a set ending. My aim is to publish the diary posts on Tuesdays and Thursdays (unless otherwise specified). It's free to read; however if you feel like donating be sure to visit http://ko-fi.com/dianarchin
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I would like to thank my friends and family who provided me the motivation, humor and encouragement on making this story a reality. Also, many besos to my husband and son for being my cheerleading squad.
Blessed Be, D.R. Chin
Diario de Chismes # 1
What a time to be alive. And a perfect place to start my journal. My curvy ass couldn't help but feel excited under the Solar Eclipse.
FYI - Trump is an idiot for staring at the sun. Hello, blindness!
Sipping on a cup of tea, I glanced at my screen as I was answering my tickets when my mailbox pinged.Lo and behold, the head of HR decided to resign and move forward with something else. I almost spat out my tea in ecstasy but I made sure not to make it obvious. The entire atmosphere was already dense as it is.
I pursed my lips and silently said It finally worked. Blessed be to Kali Ma for her help. Although it took a while...
"Hey C, can you take care of this phone call for me?" My long lashes fluttered as I saw a familiar face; my project manager was standing next to me. "Hi..." I said, cooly. "Sure, let me take care of that for you."
With a huge grin, he said "Thanks, doll. You're a real keeper to our team."
Oh, but I am worth so much more than that amor, I said to myself with a sly grin.
Getting back to the HR situation...about time she left. And good riddance to that bitch. You know what I can't stand? People who assume they have power, but are too weak to show it. That puta was one example.
Rumor has it that she turned a blind eye on a really bad sexual harassment case from one of the top managers of the company. While many women reported that S was getting too frisky, it took a male to actually report the situation. And yeah, he was so involved. I mean, come on...he was so drunk but still denies it. Why do we have drinking in the office again?
Then again, I shouldn't complain because I took a couple of sips on my own while no one is looking. I like my spirits strong and heavy...
I never liked her since I first started working. She seemed sweet at first, but T always got on my nerves. I'm pretty sure she fucked her way into her position, even with an esposo. But I digress.
Lunch break was wonderful - the Solar Eclipse was a beauty. I silently did my chant to the Lord of Darkness asking for money and wealth. Yeah, it seems selfish, but honey I need the bills paid. These stiletto nails won't pay for themselves!
Until then, it's time to answer more emails. Catch you on the other side loves.
Diario de Chismes # 2
So you remember how I mentioned about the guy who told me to take care of a phone call? We'll call him Blanco Pobre. I'm pretty sure he's good in bed, but I'm gonna have to douse myself with plenty of Florida Water and some protection oils. Oh, and condoms.
Maybe I'll get flack for wanting to fuck different men in different cultures. Listen - I don't discriminate. You give me love and a good time, I'll give you something in return. Obviously in corporate America, you need to dress demure. My blouse shirts can barely button across my tatas. So I had no choice but to buy men shirts. Boo.
I finished resolving the phone call when Blanco came over and said to me quietly, "You know, I was wondering if you want lunch with me? My wife is out of town and we can chill how you like."
What? He's MARRIED?
Either he's reading my mind, or my love charm is working WAY too well.