The Boss
You were called to the satellite office on the UES for a reason. The partners asked me to evaluate your performance. Actually, the truth is, I volunteered. When you joined the firm a few years ago, I couldn’t help but notice you. The Australian accent, European-cut suits and dedication to growing the firm’s business made you stand out from a sea of average associates.
I was your boss and though you didn’t report to me directly, I knew better. Well, it was only a matter of time, right? I’m turning 40 this year and my needs outweigh company policy. I chose to do what any horny woman in my position would do. I found a reason to privately met with you.
You showed up a bit early. I was impressed by your need to impress. We talked for a few minutes. I sensed your nervousness so I humored the flirting.
Time to get down to business.
I ask you stand in front of me. I ask you to tell me why you deserve this promotion. The answer, “because I work hard and really want it” is insufficient. Impress me. My eyes glance down. Now, I am impressed.
You suddenly realize why you were brought here, to the satellite office. It is clear what I really want from you. A thorough and comprehensive performance review, indeed…
There is no question you are dedicated. I don’t know what is sexier your understanding of R:E or how accommodating you are to the people you work with. Boy, do you know how to satisfy…
These are the qualities that will indeed keep you on top.
Music mood: – ” I f**ked my way to the top” – Lana Del Rey
Yours truly,
your boss