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