The director's office

I made my way to the director's office with butterflies in my stomach, my mind started to race, "Why would she call me in to her office, did I make any horrible mistakes in my report? Hope I'm not in trouble."

On reaching Kate's office, I took a deep breath and wiped the sweat off my palms and knocked on the door. "Come in, Lara, please take a seat." She said with a smile. She was middle aged and had grey hair, she had shoulder length brown hair and was quite fit and attractive.

"Would you like a coffee?" she asked. I said no, my nerves were getting to me. Kate pressed a button on a phone on the table. Into the phone she said, "Carol, would you please bring me coffee to my office?" Looking at me, she asked, "Sure that you don't want any?" I shook my head. She said into the phone, "Just one for me. Thanks."

Kate sipped her coffee while we discussed my career, my aspirations and challenges. She finished her cup in about three minutes and set it down on her table. "Ok, let's get down to business." She handed me an A4 size paper which had a man's picture on the top left corner, he was probably in his early 40s.