After I left his office, I had noticed that his secretaries looked a bit frighten to even say a word to me. It was almost as if they were threatened by the big, bad wolf. Did it feel good? Yes, indeed, it did!
"Miss. Palmer, let me show you to your office," The main secretary, that sat closest to Park's office, stood up kindly as she showed me the way through an empty hallway of private offices.
When we came to the end of the hallway, she retreated back to her desk as she found herself disappointed. I ignored her response and entered into the glorious office.
It was nothing that I had ever seen before. It was more like a management office for shift leaders, but more like a house compared to the dump I currently live in.
I started with a feel of the smooth wood of my desk and then I took a seat in the nice leathery chair the cushioned every inch of my body, making it so that work could be done effectively and progressively. This was more than a dream. This had to be heaven.
Ring! One. Ri~.
"Poise International, Jayden Palmer speaking," It was almost instinct that I answered the phone as fast as I did. Mostly just in case my boss was trying to test me. Answer within 3 rings.
"Impressive that you would think so highly of me," It was indeed a test and a well cliche test at that, "Now we'll start with your first project, turn around,"
"First project?" I sat back in my chair and smiled until I turned around. There was a large window behind me and I never realized that when i stepped in, "Is there a certain significance towards this?"
"Yes. If you look ahead, you will see two buildings standing side by side. They are known as the headquarters of Penniless Devotion. They are currently our highest competitors, so I ask that you work hard for me," I could feel his amusing smile from over the phone. It felt almost nice to actually have someone to work for than to be used, "I need your notes by the time you finish them. Work overtime if you must, but not too late. We need to have these outlines at the conference meeting be tomorrow morning at 8,"
"I'll get right to it!" My determination had finally returned and I stared out towards the horizon past the buildings and breathed the air of survival.
I started my outlines like I usually would and took important notes on a piece of paper while sketching out ideas from my own visual. I used the available computer as a means of resource to see what we were going up against in competition. It seemed quite ingenious of me to suggest the most obvious, but most hidden answer that was overlooked. That was how my ideas helped Tera take their rise to where they are now. I can't imagine how my laughter inside will explode when they drop back to ground one.
Working at this company gives me a feeling that I won't be so easily discredited. Let's see what will be in store for me, shall we? Success or failure.