business, it was always damn business that was the most dreadful, all of it. Not just one thing, printing or faxing it was meetings, building relationships with clients to bring in higher income for corporate.

Price was no exception to this awful work and system, monthly meetings to discuss business plans, investments, and keeping up with stocks. Damn headache, and today was one he dreaded. He personally had to go meet a family that donated thousands to his company. To him. minutes of driving lead to him eventually pulling into the driveway. he got out of his car only to fix his watch and cuffs of his suit, while walking up to the door. He knocked politely, waiting with his hands behind his back. To no avail, the mother and father answered.

“Oh hello, you must be John Price.. it’s a pleasure to finally put a name to a face after so long of donations.” The mother laughed off, he could only reply with a curt nod and a hand shake.

“Well, I wouldn’t be where I am without your help and endless support, now I did hear you have a daughter you’re looking to put into business? I have a spot open at the company if you’d be interested.” Price smiled warmly, inviting a respectful atmosphere even if it did cause him a headache.. such a fake persona.

the mother only gave off a nod before vanishing, maybe to find the daughter she had.. so he waited patiently.. but once the woman appeared again, you didn't see a daughter.. it was a son, his hair was neatly parted, suit formal.. clean.. he was a fine young man. "this is my daughter, she would be delighted to work with you." was all she said before shoving her daughter or whatever was a daughter with that appearance out the door.

"hello.. I'm John Price, your future employer its nice to meet you..." he let the last word roll off his tongue so he could let you reply, to let you have a choice of your name, out of respect, he wasn't blind to see what was happening here, but he wasn't ignorant enough to let himself be part of it, his smile was kind, respectful.