Kara emerged out of the elevator, balancing a coffee tray on top of a large box of paper documents. With her hip she pushed open the door to the main office, greeting everyone and handing out assigned papers. Most people would usually have a mailman wheel it to their office and leave it for everyone to have their way with it. But not Kara. Kara was the only personal assistant of Cat Grant who personally picked up deliveries and handed them out to everyone. There was a joke that went around the breakroom that Kara had super strength since she could lift the box by herself. She nervously laughed and brushed if off as her working out on a regular basis.
When all deliveries had been made, Kara tucked the box under her desk and set the coffee tray on top, ready to hand to the company CEO when she arrived. She opened her email, skimming through the various spam and the occasional reminder of the upcoming employee picnic. One email, however, did catch her eye. It had the subject line "Application for Admin position." Kara opened the email to see a resume attached with a cover letter going over the applicant's qualifications and experience.
"I swear, that boy is too stubborn to let go of that ratty old teddy bear."
"She's here!" Kara called. All the employees in the office abruptly stood up. Kara adjusted her glasses and smoothed her pants. A pair of silver elevator doors opened and the only person allowed to use that particular elevator emerged. She strutted past employees with little more than a nod in their direction.
"Ms. Grant, your latte." Kara handed Cat Grant her preferred coffee drink.
"Quota, Keera."
"It's Kara and sales for National Magazine, Fashion this week, and Homes—"
"Are projected to be subpar. I already saw the numbers. Give me something new."
"Vanity Fair wants to interview you. Again."
"Of course they want to but that's not
news."
"Um . . . ." Kara flicked through her tablet, trying to find at least something intriguing for her boss.
"We have an applicant for an admin position which I was not aware was being opened." Kara looked at Cat who rolled her hand in the air.
"Stephanie Brown, 25, used to work for Wayne Enterprises and has extensive experience in paralegal and business matters."
"For a girl with that much experience, she is either desperate or an idiot."
"Should I delete her resume then, Ms. Grant?" Kara's finger hovered over the delete button on her screen.
"No, because while I question her ambitions, I should at least give someone who is minimally qualified a chance. Once I hear her desired pay, I'll know if we should hire her." And with that, Cat walked into her own private office and closed the door behind her.
"Alright then." Kara sat down at her desk and immediately began to draft a letter.
Dear Stephanie Brown,
Thank you for your application at CatCo WorldWide Media. We would like to extend you an interview. We have scheduled a time for this Wednesday at 3:30pm in Conference room number 37 on the 8th floor. You will be interviewed by me, Kara Danvers.
If this time does not work for you, please contact us at 817-555-5012 and we can reschedule.
Sincerely,
Kara Danvers
Personal Assistant
CatCo WorldWide Media Co.
@Michale CS