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I mean...the money is really good, but the project was what called out to me. The intricacies of it, the benefits to society and the environment when unveiled, and the potential for upgrading after it launches.
My job might be to make sure that StoneTech’s information doesn't get into the wrong hands, but my interest lies with the project as a whole.
I am looking to work with a company that will consider my suggestions and input and be open-minded.
But, Gabriel Everhart is the furthest thing from open-minded.
In the one week that has passed since I started working here, I have gone home with a brewing migraine.
Even now, as I pinch the bridge of my nose, I feel another one coming on.
"If you would just—,” I try to explain the situation.
"I have made up my mind, Miss Quinn," he says dismissively, "and I don't think this is something you should concern yourself with."
"But there are uncertainties with the prototype," I say, trying to let my frustration show because when I'm here, he's my boss, not my annoying neighbor.
He's annoying either way, though. And insufferable.
Gabriel ignores me, making notes on the screen on his desk. I hear the ping every time he corrects something, and I shut my eyes, praying the sound doesn't drive me to madness.
"I wouldn't bring this to you if it wasn't important," I say, trying again.
I shouldn't care so much about whether the prototype that will go into developing a comprehensive energy optimization system for large industrial complexes, helping them reduce energy consumption and minimize carbon emission, should work as it is meant to, but I do.
He sighs and looks at me.
"I have handled it, Miss Quinn."
I frown. "Have you? I only brought it to your attention a couple of minutes ago."
He shrugs noncommittally. "You aren't the only one keeping an eye on the prototype, Miss Quinn. However, I wonder why you would do that, as it is not your area of expertise or concern. When did you become an engineer?'
I bite my tongue from saying something cheeky.
"I am not an engineer, sir. I know a bit about everything I am working on. This is not my first time working on these protocols."
The ping sound goes off again, and then the screen goes blank. He leans back and puts his hands behind his head, giving me a half-interested look. I know that I shouldn't trust his change in attitude, so I don't relax.
He smiles.
I falter a tiny bit.
"A bit of everything you say. So, business analytics? Research? Legal regulations? Management? Finance? Human Resources? You know every department you can think of has a representative working on this project?"
I nod. "I do, sir. And I didn't mean every one of them. I meant…"
I don't know what to say.
“The ones affiliated with cybersecurity?”
I decide to backtrack. "If you have handled it, there is no need for this conversation, sir."
Gabriel shows he is unwilling to let me off the hook so quickly when he shakes his head. "Oh, no. Isn't there something else you'd like to point out? After all, you were demanding my attention minutes ago."
My tongue bears the brunt of my self-control as I clamp down harder, shaking my head. "Not at all," I say when I feel relatively levelheaded. "I should go ahead and run some more tests on the protocols in development," I begin to move toward the door. "A summary of my schedule for the next three months should be on your desk before the end of the day."
When he says nothing, I dismiss myself, standing up.
