“I believe three people hate me.”
“Only three? Excellent.”
She sat across from me.
“I need to tell you something.”
“What?”
“The position you interviewed for isn’t available.”
My stomach sank.
“Oh.”
Eleanor folded her hands.
“I lied.”
I stared at her.
“What?”
“There was never an opening for Director of Human Capital Strategy.”
I almost laughed.
“Are you kidding me?”
“No.”
“Then why did I spend six hours interviewing?”
“Because I needed the board to meet you.”
My frustration rose.
“Eleanor, I’m not interested in games.”
“Neither am I.”
She placed a folder in front of me.
“Open it.”
I did.
The title read:
HALSTON COMMUNITY VENTURES — FORMATION PLAN
I looked up.
“What is this?”
“A new company.”
“For what?”
“Small businesses.”
She leaned back.
“Every year, thousands of businesses fail because nobody believes they are large enough to matter. Family restaurants. Local manufacturers. Rural clinics. Repair shops. Small technology firms.”
