"Mrs. McKenzie, are you Mrs. McKenzie? ", a man is asking me directly. Obviously I'm the only woman, better the only breathing person sitting on a chair here. I'm nodding, while I'm giving a "Yes."
"Good to know. I'm Mr. Watson, boss of Watson, registered merchant. Mr. Drexler, the man for the personal management, can't be here, cause of a viral illness, so I ask the questions today. I hope you can understand."
"Of course, Sir. I'm looking forward to the interview." I say the truth, I want a new job, now I get one. Maybe, nothing is impossible.
He's facing me, after turning around. "Actually it's quite good to see my possible assistant right now. Take a sit please."
"You had a nice day so far, Miss?" I said "yes" and my lips are forming a smile. Very nice of him, to ask me such a normal question for the beginning. It could start differently, too. I'm old enough to know such business.
"So, let's start. Can you summarize your life in three sentences? Give the most important points priority. What have made you to that person you are today?"
He's telling me so much, I can't get it in the first seconds. But then, I build a short resume together. "I had a normal life so far, previous I worked as the personal assistant for Mr. Roland alias R-Tech AG. I studied at Tritonal University, a very known place to become a good worker and thinker. I loved my job, but now I'm here to start something new."
"Interesting, you did well. But what's with your private life? I didn't hear anything about it. What are your hobbies? It's only an example, you can tell me everything you want."
What should I tell him? That I didn't had free time before? Really, it's quite pathetic to tell my boss about my poor social life outside of work. But I should tell him the truth. Yes.
"To be realistic, my time was Mr. Rolands time, he was my boss. I couldn't do anything outside of work, because I worked every minute, I didn't sleep. But I also loved my previous job. But now I should change something about it."
"I understand. You are only 32 and you know already the true meaning of life. Be aware what you do and what you should do, because life is running. Fast. It could be over anytime soon. I shouldn't get melancholicly, but sometimes I can't help myself. The past is always a good reminder."
I want to know what happened to him, because he's suddenly getting a sad look on his face. It doesn't fit to his McDreamy style.
"You know? You get the job. I don't know what to say, but you are qualified for it and you have work experience, quite a lot. You take it?"
For the first ten seconds I'm looking at him, like he has been growing a second head in the last thirty seconds, but he has only one. I don't understand his sudden reaction, he didn't question me really either. But maybe I should be happy about it. I get a new chance and now I should take the offer.
"Yes, I would be very grateful."
"That was the fastet answer I got from an applicant. So I should take you as my personal assistant? You seem pretty nice and I guess you can communicate with your partners, too. Yes, you are officially a member of my firm. Congratulations, Miss McKenzie." That was really fast, for sure. But it can't hurt to experience something new, these words are build to reduce my great distrust. My nose is really smelling something in the background, I mean, he didn't ask me any qualified questions, the job interview didn't last twenty minutes. I can't take it at this time.
But my tongue and head decide to make a different suggestion than the heart, so I think about the great chance quite long.
After a short eternity, I'm giving my "yes." He seems quite content with my answer. "That is really good, Ms. McKenzie. But, for starters, each worker is calling each other with their first name. You, as my secretary can call me Oliver, but only, if we are in private. Others, like partners from producing or selling firms, shouldn't get the thinking, that we have no order. Get it?"
I convolve my fingers together, as I'm giving my statement. "Yes, of course, Sir. I can understand. You should be recognized as a boss, not a subtle worker."
"Your construction of words is really awesome. Obviously, I won't regret my job offer any time soon." As my boss, he's to nice. Should I ask myself, why? There must be trap, nobody has ever recognized me or has been even giving me a compliment. O woa.
"As my personal assistant, I'm giving you an extra tour through the main part of the main building. You have picked up the other firma on your investigation, haven't you?" I'm nodding. "Yes, you expanded in different spots of America and in other countries, like Italy and Spain, too. Your mechanical know-how is special in this section of industry."
"You've done your enquiry quite well. Now, we are underground, 1997 my father has been given the task to build five floors underneath the ground. To the left is the main computer, on his hard disk are the most important information. In the other rooms are many files with different operations, we have done for the last years. On thr other four floors are the cleaning center for the thirty floors, the janitors rooms and the security stations. They can sleep in special rooms, too. Above all of them are the different office rooms for each sectiom, a dozen is the minimum."
"Can I have a plan of the several sections? I'm new to this and all the things are quite breathtaking for the start." He nods.
As we are getting to the thirty floor, he's telling me more about his firm and all the bigger side information.
"Here's your office. You can create your own space here, but be aware, some visitors might be coming in. Other information is standing in your first pigeonhole on the desk. If you have questions, you can ask anytime. I'm in the office next to yours on the right side."
I'm having definitely fun at the moment. So much work is lying on my desk. "Thanks for the tour, Oliver."