Meeting A Businessman

The phone was ringing. Sarah looked over to the car dashboard to see who it was. Her boss. There was no way she couldn't take this call, no matter how busy she was preparing herself for the meeting.

"You on your way?" He asked.

"Just got in the car now." She sighed. The last thing she wanted was for him to try to micromanage her. She needed to be seen as being able to get this client all by herself. She needed it. Her car rocked slightly as she drove over uneven road.

"Remember, what I always say." Her boss laughed. She could picture the flapping of his jowels even over the phone. "If you make him feel like the most special guy in the world, he'll buy dog food for his cat. Use those good looks of yours."

"You don't tell the guys to use their looks." Sarah said quietly.

"That's 'cause the guys don't look good." He replied, just as jovial. The day when Sarah got promoted and didn't have to listen to this buffoon any longer would be the greatest day of her career. "You'll do great. You're fresh off that new promotion. Land this one and you're going to get another one within six months. I guarantee it."

Sarah got lost in thought. She chatted idly with her boss, but her head wasn't really in it. In truth, she was worried. The client was a notoriously hard man to strike a deal with. That he even agreed to meet with her was something of a minor miracle. He lived out past the suburbs in an estate that ran for miles. He was also very exclusive about who he brought there. That the two had got to talking during a lunch meeting and he'd invited her to come out and make a pitch was still an event that played over and over again in her head. Why had he invited her to come out? Had she really been so persuasive?

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