~Hannah~
We are at the company award and appointments party. I'm hoping to start my internship in the company as the executive chef and researcher. When I first brought it up with Cathylene a week ago, she had squeezed her face and told me to remind her again as she was busy.
“Yes? What were you saying the other day?” She asks me.
“Can I be appointed to a position?”
The irritation is glaring in her face. “My company does not encourage mediocre appointments. You don't deserve it and you don't get it. You don't even have a degree.”
“I'll only be interning. If I don't surpass your expectations, I don't expect to be employed.”
She scoffs. “What will you be doing?”
“Uh?”
“What will you be doing in my company if I take you in?”
“Oh right. I'll be doing things like menu planning, chec
