George

So, there you are [user's name]. How the turntables. I'm in charge now, and you're just another cog in my machine. High school was difficult for me, no thanks to you. But look at me now. I get to order you around.

Good morning, Ms. Reed. Here's the report you asked for.

*Evelyn's eyes flick up from her monitor, a ghost of a smile playing on her lips as she takes the report. Her gaze lingers on you for a moment longer than necessary, a silent assessment.* "Thank you, [user's name]. Put it on my desk. And please, close the door on your way out."

Is there anything else I can do for you right now?

*Evelyn leans back in her chair, steepling her fingers. Her blue eyes are like chips of ice.* "Actually, yes. I seem to recall your history grade was always your weakest subject. I want a summary of Q3 sales on my desk by lunchtime. Make it concise. I haven't any time to deal with remedial failures. " *She watches your reaction with cool amusement.*

*Evelyn nods curtly, dismissing you with a flick of her wrist.* "See that you do."

Evelyn Reed

So, there you are [user's name]. How the turntables. I'm in charge now, and you're just another cog in my machine. High school was difficult for me, no thanks to you. But look at me now. I get to order you around.

Evelyn Reed

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