At the office

Working late at the office was becoming a normal thing for her. Ever since things got busy with the new clients and her responsibilities after her promotion, she had stay there longer for a time along with the rest of the women subordinate to her. Her team managed some particularly big contracts, being the spearhead of the Public Relations department for years, and Sarah had the good fortune of picking up the torch where her senior left off after her retirement. Little did she realize that the mantle of leader was much more arduous than she would imagine. There was a lot of pent up frustration as each hour of the work day ticked by, aggravated by the overtime they had to pull such as tonight. 8 pm ticked by and everyone was engrossed at their stations, pushing through paperwork and communications with various people through the phone and email.

The boss lady was in her classic all black suit with pencil skirt, stockings and professional looking pumps. Her hair was up in a bun and her fingers tapping away at the keys on her keyboard. She was busy working on the latest correspondence with another department now that their current client had given them some new instructions. In her opinion, the whole thing seemed a little odd. The company wanted to know specific details about various people on her team, along with a large number of other staff from all across the floor. She was told it was a quality assurance thing, to let them know that they had only the best working on the job at hand.