Another story
Jaclyn steps out of the parking lot elevator and into the heat of the street of downtown Ft. Worth. Men turn their heads to get a quick but good look at her. She smiles and struts, knowing she looks good in her lacy top, black and white skirt, and strappy heels. Then remembering her mission she frowns. Its 11:05; the business lunch started at 11. Glancing up the 40 story building, she rushes inside the revolving door and heads for the elevator. Once inside, the elevator flies upward and the rush pops her ears. Soon as she reaches the 40th floor a waiter waves and says hello. "What's up?" They have meet before and are familiar with each other. Finally after a series of turns, she finds the room where the lunch is. Only her boss, Janice, and 2 other people are present. "So much for worrying about being late." Unsure of what to do, she takes a seat near the head of the table. After the rest of the group shows up the meeting begins. First the group goes to the buffet for lunch. Jaclyn follows and runs into the waiter she knows. "This way, ma'am." She frowns, hating that he treated her so formally. "What's your name?" she askes him. He replied professionally, "Jonny." He didn't smile or look at her, but politely showed her to the buffet line. A different waiter carried her plates for her back to the lunch room. She sits and begins to eat as gracefully as possible. Everyone present at the meeting is friendly, professional and seems to know what they are doing. Later, Janice tells her to collect the names of the businessmen and women and to collect their money. She smiles and realizes that she is Janice's "bi-otch" for the day. "So be it, I'm getting paid for this." As the meeting wears on, she feels more comfortable in her surroundings and actually starts to pay attention to what is going on. At the end of the meeting she collects business cards and leaves after helping Janice clean up. On the freeway on the way home, she glances to her left and sees a truck full of men strain their neck and smile at her as they pass by. Feeling confident, she smiles back. The truck roars on and knows she's already forgotten. "No prob. I know I still look good."
