They mandated that I hire someone, not that the person be competent.” “When I got home that night, I started thinking about how the board is shoving this position down my throat. “Yet she’s back here today for a second interview?” I don’t even know how her resumé made it into the group that got called for interviews.” So what went down? How did the interview go?” “Shit like this only happens to you, my friend. I played it off like I didn’t recognize her, though she definitely recognized me. “The pit sniffer? Get the hell out of here.

Anyway, a few minutes later, my five o’clock appointment walks in, and it’s her. When I walked in, she was half undressed…and smelling her armpit.” “I hate those places that have one fitting room for both men and women.” When I opened the door, I walked in on a woman.” After I left the store, I thought I’d forgotten my cell phone in the fitting room, so I went back to check. “Her first-interview appointment wasn’t until five one day last week, so when the market closed, I ran downstairs to Paloma to pick up a suit I’d bought and had tailored. “One of the candidates for the stress therapist job is interesting, to say the least.” Will lifted his chin after Andrea shut the door. I leaned back in my chair with a chuckle. But her meeting is starting now, and I know you don’t like anything on your schedule during trading hours.” “Apparently one of the candidates asked if she could have a minute with you after her appointment with HR. HR is holding second-round interviews and will let me know what they think when they’re done.”

“Sorry to interrupt, but HR asked me to find out if you might have time to talk with one of the candidates for the in-house therapist position?” Crawford?” My assistant, Andrea, poked her head into my office while I was eating lunch with Will.

The boss project by vi keeland