TessI couldn’t believe that I had agreed to meet Tucker.
What am I doing? Am I crazy?
Friday was an exceptionally busy day, the morning started with meetings and a strategy session with my supervisor, Howard Fairfax. I didn’t get to sneak in my lunchtime chat like usual, instead, I had a business lunch with a client then had to come back to the office to review some earnings reports that Neal, a junior analyst at the firm, had prepared. When I first started working with Neal, Grier had a problem with it.
“He’s just a kid Grier, I don’t get to pick which junior analyst I work with.”
“You need to try to get a female.”
“I will talk to my supervisor.”
I never spoke to my supervisor because how unprofessional would that look to say, “Mr. Fairfax, can you give me a new Junior Analyst? My b
