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she began to unload files into my espresso wood colored file cabinets, I sat down in my plush office chair and swiveled around in it.
The San Diego harbor sat off in the distance, and even though I was only five floors up, I had a spectacular view of it. I walked over to the window and stared out, amazed that a little over a week ago, I was a college student, and now, I was a Marketing Manager for a very prestigious sports marketing firm. It felt surreal.
I must have gotten lost in my thoughts because when I finally came to, Amanda was standing in front of the desk calling my name.
"Cara… Cara."
I shook my head and turned in her direction.
"Mr. Rolston would like to see you in his office."
"Oh, yes. Sure thing."
I turned and walked out of my space, making a right and walking down to my boss's office. The door was slightly ajar, so I lightly knocked. William welcomed me in and, I tossed aside the enamored expression that had overtaken my face, fixing myself into the serious businesswoman that I was expected to be.
"Take a seat, Cara." The seriousness of his voice had me wondering if I had already done something wrong. "How is your office? Has Amanda helped you get settled?"
I discreetly released the breath held hostage in my throat.
"Yes, she has, and I love it." I tried to look him directly in the eyes when answering his questions, but his impassive face made it difficult.
"Have you had an opportunity to look over the files for The Tide?"
"Yes I have, sir. I think this is going to be an excellent project to get my feet wet."
"Well, let me remind you that, I may be your boss, but we are a team, so please call me William." I nodded. I would have to remember and make myself comfortable about using his first name in his presence. "What are your plans this weekend?"
I looked at him and scrunched my eyebrows for a second. His facial expression didn't change as he looked at me impatiently, waiting for an answer.
"I don't have any plans," I replied, wondering where he was going with this.
"You do now. Tomorrow evening is a meet and greet with the team and their executives. You and Amanda will accompany me so make sure you are well versed on all aspects of the team." William leaned over and rested his intertwined hands on his desk. "Red Lion hotel, 6 p.m. sharp."
I nodded again, but this time managed a smile. I was excited to go on my first official work related social gathering. I exited his office and quickly made my way back down to mine. Amanda was hanging photos of the team logo on the wall directly behind my desk, and she showed me that my computer, phone, and voicemail system were all set up. She was efficient in her work.
"What would you like for lunch today?" I asked, feeling like I owed her for the hard work that she had done.
"I brought my lunch, but thanks, Cara."
"Well save it. I want to treat you to lunch today. You deserve it."
She smiled warmly and answered, "Well it is my job, but I could go for some excellent Chinese. I'll order in."
After hanging a few more pictures, she returned to her desk.
I spent the next few hours sifting through the mounds of San Diego Tide paperwork on my desk. I learned that the team had only been in existence for the past three years, but a new owner had taken it over after the last one had to file bankruptcy. San Diego Sports Marketing was hired to take over the teams marketing campaign since the new owner wanted a more aggressive campaign to really bring in publicity for the team. They'd chosen the right firm. Mr. Rolston--William--was definitely the one to get it done.
My office phone rang and startled me out of my San Diego Tide coma.
"Hello, Cara Pinkston speaking."
"Listen to you, marketing manager." Chelsea's playful tone on the other end brought a smile to my face. "Are you busy?"
"Not anymore. I needed a break. What's up?"
"Dinner tonight. Ciao Bella's at seven."
"Okay,
The San Diego harbor sat off in the distance, and even though I was only five floors up, I had a spectacular view of it. I walked over to the window and stared out, amazed that a little over a week ago, I was a college student, and now, I was a Marketing Manager for a very prestigious sports marketing firm. It felt surreal.
I must have gotten lost in my thoughts because when I finally came to, Amanda was standing in front of the desk calling my name.
"Cara… Cara."
I shook my head and turned in her direction.
"Mr. Rolston would like to see you in his office."
"Oh, yes. Sure thing."
I turned and walked out of my space, making a right and walking down to my boss's office. The door was slightly ajar, so I lightly knocked. William welcomed me in and, I tossed aside the enamored expression that had overtaken my face, fixing myself into the serious businesswoman that I was expected to be.
"Take a seat, Cara." The seriousness of his voice had me wondering if I had already done something wrong. "How is your office? Has Amanda helped you get settled?"
I discreetly released the breath held hostage in my throat.
"Yes, she has, and I love it." I tried to look him directly in the eyes when answering his questions, but his impassive face made it difficult.
"Have you had an opportunity to look over the files for The Tide?"
"Yes I have, sir. I think this is going to be an excellent project to get my feet wet."
"Well, let me remind you that, I may be your boss, but we are a team, so please call me William." I nodded. I would have to remember and make myself comfortable about using his first name in his presence. "What are your plans this weekend?"
I looked at him and scrunched my eyebrows for a second. His facial expression didn't change as he looked at me impatiently, waiting for an answer.
"I don't have any plans," I replied, wondering where he was going with this.
"You do now. Tomorrow evening is a meet and greet with the team and their executives. You and Amanda will accompany me so make sure you are well versed on all aspects of the team." William leaned over and rested his intertwined hands on his desk. "Red Lion hotel, 6 p.m. sharp."
I nodded again, but this time managed a smile. I was excited to go on my first official work related social gathering. I exited his office and quickly made my way back down to mine. Amanda was hanging photos of the team logo on the wall directly behind my desk, and she showed me that my computer, phone, and voicemail system were all set up. She was efficient in her work.
"What would you like for lunch today?" I asked, feeling like I owed her for the hard work that she had done.
"I brought my lunch, but thanks, Cara."
"Well save it. I want to treat you to lunch today. You deserve it."
She smiled warmly and answered, "Well it is my job, but I could go for some excellent Chinese. I'll order in."
After hanging a few more pictures, she returned to her desk.
I spent the next few hours sifting through the mounds of San Diego Tide paperwork on my desk. I learned that the team had only been in existence for the past three years, but a new owner had taken it over after the last one had to file bankruptcy. San Diego Sports Marketing was hired to take over the teams marketing campaign since the new owner wanted a more aggressive campaign to really bring in publicity for the team. They'd chosen the right firm. Mr. Rolston--William--was definitely the one to get it done.
My office phone rang and startled me out of my San Diego Tide coma.
"Hello, Cara Pinkston speaking."
"Listen to you, marketing manager." Chelsea's playful tone on the other end brought a smile to my face. "Are you busy?"
"Not anymore. I needed a break. What's up?"
"Dinner tonight. Ciao Bella's at seven."
"Okay,
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