Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Chloe Pender was still having a hard time fully accepting the course her life was heading in. Gifted with the hunger, she was completely incapable of taking no for an answer from any client. Corporate or residential, it just wasnt possible. Apparently though, one person couldnt carry an entire regional branch. Regardless of rank or standing, everyone had been terminated from the large facility. Suddenly, Chloes choices of work over friendships was leaving a bitter taste in her mouth. Sure, shed made connections all under her previous employer. No one was sharing information. It was a mad dash for employment and for the first time, she was struggling. A large commission offered a large check which then offered a large life. Moronically, instead of downsizing immediately shed chosen to ride up her credit cards, having believed that her struggles would be short-lived. Once her savings had dried up, she was forced to accept a guest bedroom in her early-retired mothers home. The embarrassment alone pushed her along. In this smaller town, shed learned of the practically omnipresent Borden Mechanical. She couldnt walk three blocks without spotting some type of signage. Still desperate for career-oriented work, an application and resume was sent. Amazingly, a response was offered! For the first time in months, she was reading something other than we regret to inform you or were going in another direction. She aced her phone interview without even worrying about it. Given the opportunity to speak, anyone on the other end of the line could tell that she meant business and her business was serious. Then an envelope arrived. It was like Christmas as she poured over the legal form of employment, clutching at her ID card as if it would fly away. She was packed in under an hour. Having downsized, all that remained was her wardrobe and various daily necessities. If she had to sleep on the floor for a couple of weeks, she would have. The starting date came and with it followed a flood of emotions. She put on one of her best dresses and worked feverishly at her hair and makeup. If a single hair was out of order, it might lead to some sort of termination. With her paperwork gathered into briefcase and heels donned, she took the astoundingly small walk to the office. This was it, shed claw her way right back to the top, regardless of what kind of town she was stuck in. Her stomach tightened as her nerves grew, though she was able to keep a calm exterior. Following the others that seemed to casually flow through daily life, she swiped her access card and immediately found a secretary. The sensation of being watched already pressed at her back but she ignored the urge to turn around. Chloe knew she looked like the real deal inside an office, which tended to earn her a few stares or glances. The secretary offered a generic welcome bag which had a company pen, pad of paper, and small pin. She was informed that Mister Borden would be made known of her arrival, and he would introduce her to the building and discuss any questions she might have had with her paperwork. In the meanwhile, she suggested a seat be taken. So she sat. Her posture remained alert, back straightened with legs crossed. She pulled out her phone to create the illusion of Im busy. Brief glances were offered to those who entered the building. Who would she see on a daily basis? Which ones would be feeding her the best leads? Already she felt the sales shark beginning to surface. How long did Mister Borden like to keep his new hires waiting?