Ask Vanessa about her qualifications
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| - | + | Perhaps you should get to know her better. "That's an interesting accent you got there." | |
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| + | "Yes Mr. Faye. I was born at Liverpool and grew up there as a child," she says with a smile. | ||
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| + | "Really? Did you parents move there? Or has your family always been flying under the Union Jack?" you laugh. | ||
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| + | She laughs. "Always been there sir. I'm actually looking forward to moving here to the states with my husband, but I require a visa to stay. It would be a huge privilege if I were to be hired here." | ||
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| + | "Well, that depends. So what have you got?" You fall into your chair and prop your leg up on your knee. | ||
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| + | "Here is my resume sir. I think I am well qualified for this job," she says nervously. Vanessa certainly acts like someone who is desperate to land a job. | ||
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| + | It's true. You shuffle through the papers looking at her qualifications. She has multiple degrees in biological medical science and even an internship she had done back in the Kingdom. You peer back at her, chuckling as she looks back. | ||
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| + | "This is all great darling. But the question is what you can-" | ||
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| + | "Please refrain from calling me that sir," she says coldly. You shoot her a glance of annoyance. It isn't polite to interrupt your future boss while he's talking. | ||
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| + | "As I was saying darling, the projects done here are extremely dangerous and-" | ||
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| + | "Sir, can I please request that you don't call me that?" she yet again objects. | ||
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| + | You: | ||
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| + | *[[Decide to alter her job description a bit as punishment|Decide to alter her job description a bit as punishment]] | ||
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| + | *[[Ignore her objections and continue| Ignore her objections and continue]] | ||
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| + | [[Category: Life of a 13 year old]] | ||
Current revision as of 14:42, 21 February 2017
Perhaps you should get to know her better. "That's an interesting accent you got there."
"Yes Mr. Faye. I was born at Liverpool and grew up there as a child," she says with a smile.
"Really? Did you parents move there? Or has your family always been flying under the Union Jack?" you laugh.
She laughs. "Always been there sir. I'm actually looking forward to moving here to the states with my husband, but I require a visa to stay. It would be a huge privilege if I were to be hired here."
"Well, that depends. So what have you got?" You fall into your chair and prop your leg up on your knee.
"Here is my resume sir. I think I am well qualified for this job," she says nervously. Vanessa certainly acts like someone who is desperate to land a job.
It's true. You shuffle through the papers looking at her qualifications. She has multiple degrees in biological medical science and even an internship she had done back in the Kingdom. You peer back at her, chuckling as she looks back.
"This is all great darling. But the question is what you can-"
"Please refrain from calling me that sir," she says coldly. You shoot her a glance of annoyance. It isn't polite to interrupt your future boss while he's talking.
"As I was saying darling, the projects done here are extremely dangerous and-"
"Sir, can I please request that you don't call me that?" she yet again objects.
You:
