Page 14 of Vows In Corruption

I take note of the name to send over to my lawyer, in case he is looking for associates, and move on to the next one.

“People just don’t want to work, Bennett. We give them everything that they could ask for here and yet they still quit two months in.”

I hold in my scoff.

Everything that they could ask for? That sentiment would have been true twenty-five years ago, but not now. They want a good working environment and that is definitely not something that they are getting.

I don’t say anything though, because even though my name is on Gerald’s check, my opinion on change isn’t welcomed. So I just keep silent, plan on doing things in silents like I always do and continue with the task at hand.

For the next hour or so, Gerald and I look through the pile of files he has of potential employees.

I know for a fact that there is a more productive way of doing this shit, that doesn’t take all damn day, but Gerald is old school and likes to do things in the slowest fucking way possible.

I have no fucking idea how he runs this company.

Yeah, you do.

The only reason he is able to run this company as effectively as he has, especially these last two years, is because I’ve been in his back pocket acting like a puppet master.

And I will continue to be the puppet master until Gerald hands over his title.

“None of these candidate are worth hiring.” Gerald lets out, practically throwing the file he has in his hand across the table.

I pick up the paperwork that landed in front of me, and check it out.

Right away, the name at the very top catches my attention.

Elizabeth Vincent.

For some reason, her name sounds regal, like she comes from money and is princess worthy and has no reason to be calling the dingy address she lives at home.

Looking over her application, I see that the woman holds a business degree, but has no experience working in the corporate world.

Someone like her would be eaten alive working for Gerald. If we were to give her this assistant position she applied for, there is no doubt that she would be added to the list of employees that quit in two months time.

Ms. Vincent would be better suited working somewhere else, but for some reason I find myself wanting to offer her a position here.

She may not have any experience, but she could be trainable. With some knowledge of the corporate world, she can become not only a powerhouse but an asset.

I could use someone like her, especially after the disaster that was my last assistant.

“This one is promising,” I state, finally closing the file and handing it back to Gerald.

He looks it over once more, before closing as quickly as he opened it.

“Then we’ll hire her if you think she is useful to you.”

I give him a nod and make a mental note to have Linda contact her later today and offer her the position of assistant. If I don’t claim her as mine, someone else might and destroy her.

Gerald speaks before I’m able to respond. “Just don’t come to me complaining when she ends up quitting after two months.”

I resist the urge to roll my eyes.

There may have been a times that I’ve been harsh or an asshole, but never like Gerald and some of our other senior employees.

I’ve never made anyone cry.

“I won’t.” I say to him. “I still think we should look deeper into why people are quitting. There has to be a root cause.”

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