Page 1 of Teasing Her Grumpy Boss

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You always preplan your activities

You find putting things in order satisfying

You think that rational analysis is the best approach in all situations

You’re constantly monitor progress

It’s essential for you to try things with your own hands

Objective feedback is always helpful

You enjoy an active and fast-paced environment

You have good control of your desires into temptations

You find it difficult to switch off from your job

You believe justice is more important than mercy

You enjoy the challenge of competition

You rely on racing rather than intuition

You make your decisions spontaneously

You like to have the last word

Intense emotions strongly influence you

You find it difficult to talk about your feelings

Lucy staredat the list of statements and wondered what it would tell her about her if she answered ‘yes’ to all of them. Maybe she should alternate yes and no. Or maybe she should do some pretty mathematical pattern.

Good grief.

She was applying to be a hospitality temp. Why did she have to do a personality-type test?

As if there weren’t enough forms to fill in? All the health and safety caveats, background checks, proof of qualifications…

You’d think she was applying for a job with MI5. Not some tin-pot agency that supplied catering staff at short notice.

It was moneyshewas short of. And this was her third agency of the day. She’d have been to more if there weren’t so many forms to fill in. Now it was four-thirty and she’d be pushed to get all the paperwork done in time to complete an interview before closing.

She fidgeted with the clipboard and pen and the receptionist gave her a sharp glance. Lucy offered her a conspiratorial smile but froze it as she hit the woman’s frigid response.

‘I know the forms take a while to complete. I’ll be doing some filing out back. Ring the bell when you’re done and one of the consultants will come to interview you.’

No smile, instead of a look of condescension fluttered across the dragon’s features as she walked out of the room.

Lucy nodded and quelled the urge to poke her tongue out after her. She looked back at the list and decided to try to get herself identified as a Type A personality—those aggressively ambitious, achieving, arrogant and frankly anal people who ran their lives according to deadline and tangible barometers of success.

Lucy lived in a category of her own: Type F for fun, flippancy, frivolity and freedom—not to mention occasional foolishness.

She hummed softly as she started taking various yes and no boxes, her smile returning full force is she worked through. It was so much fun pertaining.

She heard a soft cough and looked up to see Mr. Type A incarnate standing in front of her.

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