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Authors: Natalie Frost
started, leaning forward and looking her in the eye, making sure he had her full attention. “I expect nothing but your best, Nicole.”
“Of course,” she said, twisting her hands in her lap.
“If you blow this, it reflects badly on me,” he said leaning back and crossing his arms at his chest.
That was it—the speech. It was the exact same as it had always been. Whereas other parents would be congratulating their children on their new job, and wishing them luck on their new adventure, her dad only reminded her that whatever she did it would only and always be tied to him. That was her dad’s way of giving her encouragement—scaring her beyond the point of reason. “I know, dad,” she said quietly.
“Sir,” he said to her sternly.
“I’m sorry?” she looked up at him quickly.
“Here, you are to refer to me as ‘sir’ or ‘Dr. Sanchez’,” he explained.
“Yes, sir,” she corrected herself.
“You understand how important this is, don’t you? This isn’t some class project or clinical experience. This is the real world—this is my world.”
“Yes, sir,” she said quietly, looking down again. She did, too. She knew how important this was—to him. For her, all that mattered was earning his respect.
CHAPTER THREE
Her dad led her out of his office and began giving her a tour of the facilities. He didn’t pause long enough for her to write anything down, so she hoped she would be able to retain enough to at least do her job well. When he stopped in front of a large, double-paneled wooden door he turned to face her abruptly. “Are you ready?” he asked her.
“Ready? For what?” she asked panic spreading through her.
“To meet the team,” he said to her dryly.
“Today?” she said nervously. “I thought that I was going to be starting tomorrow. Today was just supposed to be a ‘pick up your key, get to know the place’ kind of thing, I thought.”
“This is part of that,” he said turning away from her and pushing the doors open, not giving her time to collect her thoughts.
When she entered the room, every face turned to look at her. There was a large table in the center of the room, with twelve seats around it—all of them occupied except for one. Her dad sat in the empty chair at the head of the table. The men and women sitting around him were all much older than Nicole. They were all dressed in pantsuits and pressed shirts, and looked more like business associates than scientists. “Everyone, this is Nicole Sanchez, our newest biologist,” her father introduced her formally. “Ms. Sanchez,” he said to her. “These are the leading minds working here at Gen-Lab.”
“Nice to meet you all,” she said, smiling weakly. She was still standing, since there was nowhere to sit, and felt extremely uncomfortable with everyone looking at her.
“As an entry level biologist, your job will be to work with the specimens, collect data and samples, and then deliver them to us in the lab.”
“I won’t be working in the lab?” she asked, shifting her weight back and forth.
Her father shot her a disapproving look. “That’s a privilege which is earned. First, we need to see that you can follow simple orders and not question authority,” her dad said to her between gritted teeth.
She didn’t know if she should answer or not, so she opted for saying something, but changing the subject. “What specimens will I be working with?” she asked.
Everyone finally shifted their attention off of her and turned to look at her father. The room was quiet while they waited for him to answer. “It’s easier if we show you,” he finally concluded.
He stood to his feet along with the two men sitting on either side of him. One was younger than the other, and couldn’t have been much more than 30 years old. He had kind eyes and a friendly smile that he only gave Nicole when the others weren’t
“Of course,” she said, twisting her hands in her lap.
“If you blow this, it reflects badly on me,” he said leaning back and crossing his arms at his chest.
That was it—the speech. It was the exact same as it had always been. Whereas other parents would be congratulating their children on their new job, and wishing them luck on their new adventure, her dad only reminded her that whatever she did it would only and always be tied to him. That was her dad’s way of giving her encouragement—scaring her beyond the point of reason. “I know, dad,” she said quietly.
“Sir,” he said to her sternly.
“I’m sorry?” she looked up at him quickly.
“Here, you are to refer to me as ‘sir’ or ‘Dr. Sanchez’,” he explained.
“Yes, sir,” she corrected herself.
“You understand how important this is, don’t you? This isn’t some class project or clinical experience. This is the real world—this is my world.”
“Yes, sir,” she said quietly, looking down again. She did, too. She knew how important this was—to him. For her, all that mattered was earning his respect.
CHAPTER THREE
Her dad led her out of his office and began giving her a tour of the facilities. He didn’t pause long enough for her to write anything down, so she hoped she would be able to retain enough to at least do her job well. When he stopped in front of a large, double-paneled wooden door he turned to face her abruptly. “Are you ready?” he asked her.
“Ready? For what?” she asked panic spreading through her.
“To meet the team,” he said to her dryly.
“Today?” she said nervously. “I thought that I was going to be starting tomorrow. Today was just supposed to be a ‘pick up your key, get to know the place’ kind of thing, I thought.”
“This is part of that,” he said turning away from her and pushing the doors open, not giving her time to collect her thoughts.
When she entered the room, every face turned to look at her. There was a large table in the center of the room, with twelve seats around it—all of them occupied except for one. Her dad sat in the empty chair at the head of the table. The men and women sitting around him were all much older than Nicole. They were all dressed in pantsuits and pressed shirts, and looked more like business associates than scientists. “Everyone, this is Nicole Sanchez, our newest biologist,” her father introduced her formally. “Ms. Sanchez,” he said to her. “These are the leading minds working here at Gen-Lab.”
“Nice to meet you all,” she said, smiling weakly. She was still standing, since there was nowhere to sit, and felt extremely uncomfortable with everyone looking at her.
“As an entry level biologist, your job will be to work with the specimens, collect data and samples, and then deliver them to us in the lab.”
“I won’t be working in the lab?” she asked, shifting her weight back and forth.
Her father shot her a disapproving look. “That’s a privilege which is earned. First, we need to see that you can follow simple orders and not question authority,” her dad said to her between gritted teeth.
She didn’t know if she should answer or not, so she opted for saying something, but changing the subject. “What specimens will I be working with?” she asked.
Everyone finally shifted their attention off of her and turned to look at her father. The room was quiet while they waited for him to answer. “It’s easier if we show you,” he finally concluded.
He stood to his feet along with the two men sitting on either side of him. One was younger than the other, and couldn’t have been much more than 30 years old. He had kind eyes and a friendly smile that he only gave Nicole when the others weren’t
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