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Thursday, June 23, 2005 nightmares over

The hr big man, the development lady, the big man, one judge and their respective PAs were here crowded in our small department. The first reaction was like wow your office looks new. Well we actually took away all our personal stuff from our desk and strictly office things were neatly placed on each and every officer's desk. No songs in the background and the place was absolutely clean. We ladies were in our jackets and the guyz in their ties. They were impressed. Next the big man started his questions. What are your upcoming projects??? Who are involved??? What have you done so far???one question after another. My director spoke most of the time as if she has memorised all the answers. All we did was to stand around those big shots and take notes of what they were discussing...great. The discussion finally ended after one hour. The big guy then started asking each of the officers questions. It was my turn next.....sh**t. "So Miss C, do you like it here?". "Yes", came the word from my mouth.....My heart wanted to say otherwise. I just had a stupid smile on my face. What would have happen if I had answered NO. They would be glad to get rid of me the very next minute. End of the waiting. The whole gang proceeded to the HR department. I was able to breathe normally once they stepped out of CReST.

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