After arguing with her father for a week, Elena finally agreed to at least go to the interview he set up for her. She was upset with him for going behind her back and approaching his friend to hire his little girl, who seemed to be having a hard time getting a job after receiving her degree. Standing in the parking lot of the address her father gave her for the interview she thought, judging by the outside of the place the business must be doing well. The lot was clean, no garbage lying around and the building had a fresh coat of paint. She could see why the Stefanidis family is very successful, anything they invested in always did well for them, considering they are one of the richest families in the U.S. and Greece.
Breathing in deep through her nose and exhaling out of her mouth , trying to steal her nerves for this interview; she opened the front mirrored glassed doors and walked into what looked like a waiting area to a restaurant. A little confused, thinking her dad had said this is a nightclub and assuming there was an error with the address she turned to leave just as a young woman came out through a door at her left.
“ Hello, are you Elena Dimitrakis here for the interview with Mister Stefanidis.”
Elena reached out to shake her hand, “Yes, I am Ms. Dimitrakis.”
The woman reached over and shook Elena ’s hand and asked if she would follow her through the doorway she came out of to Mister Stefanidis office. Marching behind her she watched as the young lady knocked on the door at the end of the hallway and announced his next interview was here. She stepped away and told her she may go inside, closing the door behind her. Walking into the office and sitting at the beautiful cherry wood desk was a handsome older gentleman, he smiled and waved his hand for her to sit in one of the leather chairs in front of his desk.
“ It is nice to finally meet you Elena,” he said rather informally. “I apologize if this interview seems unprofessional to you but I have heard so much about you from your father and I feel as we already met, he is very fond of you and speaks highly of you.”
Not sur e what to say, blushing at the complement, “Thank you sir, May I ask you a question,” he nodded at her to proceed. “I’m sorry, I thought that the position I would be interviewing for today is an assistant manager to a nightclub.”
“ Yes, I apologize if you seem a little confused, the nightclub is still undergoing some construction and due to safety concerns the interviews are being conducted at this location. My son will be in shortly, to meet with you also, but we both know you have the experience we are looking for.” He said.
“ I’m not sure what my father has told you but I absolutely have no experience in running a nightclub of this magnitude, I’m sorry if he gave you the wrong impression when you spoke with him and for wasting your valuable time, I do apologize.”
Elena was just starting to get up from her seat when she heard someone clear his throat from behind her. Startled by the noise he made she squeaked, turning to see a younger version of the man behind the desk, only his eyes seemed harder, calculating and what she expected of a man running a multi-million dollar corporation. He rounded the back of the chairs giving her a disapproving glance.
“ Ms. Dimitrakis, we are aware of your experience and as an assistant manager in training, we will teach you what you need to successfully manage the everyday business of a state of art nightclub. We believe you would be an asset to our company, we hire employees with excellent references and since our fathers are close friends, I believed in giving you the opportunity to prove your abilities. The club will not open for another month, but we will be using that time to train our staff including you on their required duties. I will personally be training the staff as to how I want the nightclub to run, our family is very hands on when it comes to
Breathing in deep through her nose and exhaling out of her mouth , trying to steal her nerves for this interview; she opened the front mirrored glassed doors and walked into what looked like a waiting area to a restaurant. A little confused, thinking her dad had said this is a nightclub and assuming there was an error with the address she turned to leave just as a young woman came out through a door at her left.
“ Hello, are you Elena Dimitrakis here for the interview with Mister Stefanidis.”
Elena reached out to shake her hand, “Yes, I am Ms. Dimitrakis.”
The woman reached over and shook Elena ’s hand and asked if she would follow her through the doorway she came out of to Mister Stefanidis office. Marching behind her she watched as the young lady knocked on the door at the end of the hallway and announced his next interview was here. She stepped away and told her she may go inside, closing the door behind her. Walking into the office and sitting at the beautiful cherry wood desk was a handsome older gentleman, he smiled and waved his hand for her to sit in one of the leather chairs in front of his desk.
“ It is nice to finally meet you Elena,” he said rather informally. “I apologize if this interview seems unprofessional to you but I have heard so much about you from your father and I feel as we already met, he is very fond of you and speaks highly of you.”
Not sur e what to say, blushing at the complement, “Thank you sir, May I ask you a question,” he nodded at her to proceed. “I’m sorry, I thought that the position I would be interviewing for today is an assistant manager to a nightclub.”
“ Yes, I apologize if you seem a little confused, the nightclub is still undergoing some construction and due to safety concerns the interviews are being conducted at this location. My son will be in shortly, to meet with you also, but we both know you have the experience we are looking for.” He said.
“ I’m not sure what my father has told you but I absolutely have no experience in running a nightclub of this magnitude, I’m sorry if he gave you the wrong impression when you spoke with him and for wasting your valuable time, I do apologize.”
Elena was just starting to get up from her seat when she heard someone clear his throat from behind her. Startled by the noise he made she squeaked, turning to see a younger version of the man behind the desk, only his eyes seemed harder, calculating and what she expected of a man running a multi-million dollar corporation. He rounded the back of the chairs giving her a disapproving glance.
“ Ms. Dimitrakis, we are aware of your experience and as an assistant manager in training, we will teach you what you need to successfully manage the everyday business of a state of art nightclub. We believe you would be an asset to our company, we hire employees with excellent references and since our fathers are close friends, I believed in giving you the opportunity to prove your abilities. The club will not open for another month, but we will be using that time to train our staff including you on their required duties. I will personally be training the staff as to how I want the nightclub to run, our family is very hands on when it comes to
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