was all weird, and then everything was going so fast, even the phone call was very rapid.
Sonia was not my friend, I had little to gain and much to lose. And then ... I could trust?
It was not an easy decision to be taken and there were other things to consider: if I refused the favor to Sonia then likely to have closed the doors of the graphic design studio so much I wanted to work. Sonia did not want to suggest, but as it was obvious that Michael could get me the job, could also negarmelo out of spite. In addition, if the meeting of the ten had not clarified as it had happened, we would probably have been a kind of corporate survey, which was always a mangy, and was not precluded summary justice to a conclusion in which we would put a bit 'all. Refusing to Sonia
the proposal did not guarantee a happy ending, but even accepting it gave assurances that everything ended well, indeed warranted in some trouble for me in the company. And then there was Tanya.
Tanya was the girl to live with for a year. We'd put a little 'to convince her to move in together. No problem sentimental, but my creative ambitions in his eyes cast a shadow on my economic reliability. The usual cliches. It's not that I was someone who wanted to live with art, but it was that happened to leave some jobs because I felt too stifled my creativity. This made her a little 'fear, and things had changed when I managed to get me to take this big multinational company. For her, it was proof that my head on his shoulders, and if I was fired that way, knowing that Sonia and I were not certain great friends, I risked that he put into his head that I had caught the ball in to leave a job I did not like too much. Already it was not easy to make them accept that I was doing interviews for the new studies and charts that I would earn less, but the fact that I did not have great prospects for career in that role, while a graphic design studio experience I could have done to most rewarding projects was able to offset things. Risking the place in this way, however, could disrupt this balance. However
have the road down in my next interview was not a bad prospect, and eventually I could also try to pull a bit 'salary from the outset to have something more than I had originally proposed.
The cigarette was over, and I mene I returned to my office. Sonia was at the door waiting for me, he seemed impatient and did know that the Sonia: scared, insecure, nervous. It seemed too strange fact that the nice security had boasted a few minutes before. For one thing, with what was at stake, I would have expected the more easily in tears telling me that if she had not helped her to the end, she was alone, I was the only one who could help her and that she was working for everything.
And in fact the work she was all, or nearly so. In his life there were just two cats and a flute that will play with an amateur choir. He was a man, but that was more like some desperate after a while 'had pulled back.
was again the same old Sonia, her insecurity put forward only to see it, enough to make me want to explode immediately, expressing so much a conscious sense of weakness that would be anyone the desire to treat her badly, but at the same time it seemed that only a sigh of annoyance he could kill her.
"Excuse me is that I was wondering ... I told you true that in two weeks discussing my promotion? You know, you know ... I was not sure I told you ... "
" Yes, "I interrupted, raising his eyes to heaven," you tell me the promotion, and I said I'll think about it. And to think I need a bit of hanging 'alone. "
" Yes, yes, sorry, it was just that I was not sure I told you ... and then ... you are the only one who can help me ... "
" Ok, ok, "I assured her," but now, really, Let me think a little 'alone, ok? "
" Yes, yes, I'm sorry, but really think about it ... "
He left my office after returning from the usual Sonia, and I sat at my desk doing what helped me find the best solutions when you do not know make that choice: do more while listening to music. So I set to work. The
9:30 came quickly, I expected to see at any moment Sonia slip back to my office or bombard me with phone calls, so I decided to go for a coffee 'to the machines, smoking a cigarette in the garden, and then go directly to the fourth floor where the meeting would take place. While Sonia
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