the reduced list of candidates.
*****
As the presentation video ended, a smartly dressed woman walked out. “Will the following people please remain in their seats? If I don’t call your name, you are excused, as we won’t be needing you.”
Sarah couldn’t help but hold her breath as the woman called out the short list of names. When she heard “Sarah Jenkins,” she sagged in relief. As the rejected candidates filed out of the room, Sarah looked around. From one hundred to five. She liked those odds much better. Once everyone else left, the woman asked the remaining candidates to follow her.
Walking quickly, she led them down a series of corridors and past offices to a smaller room where she handed the files off to someone else who introduced himself as Gary from Human Resources. Calling out each person’s name, Gary handed out envelopes containing a contract detailing their positions, expectations, and compensation. As they read through their packets, he asked if there were any questions and Sarah raised her hand.
“Gary? Isn’t there supposed to be some sort of interview?”
Gary smiled. “We have five positions open and you have each been chosen for the respective position.”
“Yes, but, shouldn’t we be interviewed?” Sarah’s voice trailed off, as it all seemed so fast.
Nodding his head, Gary replied, “Mr. Chekov has already reviewed your files and your background. He made the final selection while you were in the presentation. Now, if there are no other questions, you will need to report to security to have your pictures taken and permanent badges made. He will meet with each of you to discuss his personal expectations and it seems that you, Ms. Jenkins, are first. As soon as you are finished at security, please report to Mr. Chekov on the tenth floor.”
Sarah shook her head in bemusement. This was all moving so quickly, but she was glad that she didn’t cancel. Once she received her badge, she headed to the elevator. When she walked out onto the tenth floor, she was surprised at the amount of open space as the other floors she was on had offices stacked tightly together like blocks. Walking up to a large desk, she gave the pretty receptionist her name.
Smiling brightly, she introduced herself as Laurel as she escorted Sarah to one of the large corner offices, letting her know that Mr. Chekov would be with her shortly. As she shut the door behind her, Sarah wasn’t quite sure what to do with herself. Wandering over to the windows, she took in the breathtaking view of the Santa Cruz Mountains in the background.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” came a male voice from behind her. Nodding, Sarah turned coming face to face with Vitaly Chekov. Well, almost face to face. At only five foot three, Sarah was glad she wore three-inch heels, as she didn’t feel quite so small looking up into his six-foot frame. She cringed inwardly when the only thing that came to mind was Lisa’s description of tall, dark and yummy .
“And you must be Sarah Jenkins?” At Sarah’s nod, she held out her hand to shake. As he embraced her hand, Sarah looked down. His hand was so big that it almost completely covered hers. As she started to pull her hand free, he tightened it briefly causing her to look up. The intensity of his stare made her uncomfortable, as she suddenly realized what prey must feel like when cornered. Loosening his grip, he continued to hold her hand as he drew her over to the couch. Sitting down, he tugged her down beside him as he flipped open a file. Sarah had yet to say anything.
“Relax, I won’t eat you,” he told her as he sifted through the file. Sarah blushed. She was glad that he couldn’t read her thoughts.
“Now, according to your file, this is your first job?”
Sarah started to answer, but had to stop and swallow as her mouth had gone dry. What was wrong with her? She was never this uptight around people.
“This is my first corporate job. My family owns a large cattle ranch
*****
As the presentation video ended, a smartly dressed woman walked out. “Will the following people please remain in their seats? If I don’t call your name, you are excused, as we won’t be needing you.”
Sarah couldn’t help but hold her breath as the woman called out the short list of names. When she heard “Sarah Jenkins,” she sagged in relief. As the rejected candidates filed out of the room, Sarah looked around. From one hundred to five. She liked those odds much better. Once everyone else left, the woman asked the remaining candidates to follow her.
Walking quickly, she led them down a series of corridors and past offices to a smaller room where she handed the files off to someone else who introduced himself as Gary from Human Resources. Calling out each person’s name, Gary handed out envelopes containing a contract detailing their positions, expectations, and compensation. As they read through their packets, he asked if there were any questions and Sarah raised her hand.
“Gary? Isn’t there supposed to be some sort of interview?”
Gary smiled. “We have five positions open and you have each been chosen for the respective position.”
“Yes, but, shouldn’t we be interviewed?” Sarah’s voice trailed off, as it all seemed so fast.
Nodding his head, Gary replied, “Mr. Chekov has already reviewed your files and your background. He made the final selection while you were in the presentation. Now, if there are no other questions, you will need to report to security to have your pictures taken and permanent badges made. He will meet with each of you to discuss his personal expectations and it seems that you, Ms. Jenkins, are first. As soon as you are finished at security, please report to Mr. Chekov on the tenth floor.”
Sarah shook her head in bemusement. This was all moving so quickly, but she was glad that she didn’t cancel. Once she received her badge, she headed to the elevator. When she walked out onto the tenth floor, she was surprised at the amount of open space as the other floors she was on had offices stacked tightly together like blocks. Walking up to a large desk, she gave the pretty receptionist her name.
Smiling brightly, she introduced herself as Laurel as she escorted Sarah to one of the large corner offices, letting her know that Mr. Chekov would be with her shortly. As she shut the door behind her, Sarah wasn’t quite sure what to do with herself. Wandering over to the windows, she took in the breathtaking view of the Santa Cruz Mountains in the background.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” came a male voice from behind her. Nodding, Sarah turned coming face to face with Vitaly Chekov. Well, almost face to face. At only five foot three, Sarah was glad she wore three-inch heels, as she didn’t feel quite so small looking up into his six-foot frame. She cringed inwardly when the only thing that came to mind was Lisa’s description of tall, dark and yummy .
“And you must be Sarah Jenkins?” At Sarah’s nod, she held out her hand to shake. As he embraced her hand, Sarah looked down. His hand was so big that it almost completely covered hers. As she started to pull her hand free, he tightened it briefly causing her to look up. The intensity of his stare made her uncomfortable, as she suddenly realized what prey must feel like when cornered. Loosening his grip, he continued to hold her hand as he drew her over to the couch. Sitting down, he tugged her down beside him as he flipped open a file. Sarah had yet to say anything.
“Relax, I won’t eat you,” he told her as he sifted through the file. Sarah blushed. She was glad that he couldn’t read her thoughts.
“Now, according to your file, this is your first job?”
Sarah started to answer, but had to stop and swallow as her mouth had gone dry. What was wrong with her? She was never this uptight around people.
“This is my first corporate job. My family owns a large cattle ranch
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