Unbeweaveable

Unbeweaveable by Katrina Spencer Read Free Book Online

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Authors: Katrina Spencer
magazine?”
    â€œ Spirit Magazine has been the only magazine I’ve worked for, yes. But you can see that I’ve held many—”
    Cassidy held up her hand.
    â€œI can read, Mariah.”
    â€œMrs. Stevens,” I corrected.
    Cassidy stopped reading and held my gaze. “Excuse me?”
    â€œMy name is Mrs. Stevens. You’ve called me that for three years.”
    â€œMariah, I’ve called you Mrs. Stevens when I was your assistant. Do I look like your assistant now?”
    â€œNo.”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œNo.”
    â€œSo I will address you as Mariah, and you will address me as Mrs. Sommers. Is that clear?”
    â€œCrystal.”
    â€œGood. Now, I’m well aware of your qualifications, but I think you’re a little over-qualified for this position.”
    â€œAs an entertainment editor? How so?”
    â€œI’m sorry, is that what you thought the position was? No, I’m the entertainment editor for YOUTH magazine. If you got the job you would be my assistant.”
    â€œAssistant?”
    â€œYes. But that’s if you get the job.”
    â€œBut I thought you have an assistant already?”
    â€œSheila’s getting married and is relocating with her husband. You wouldn’t have that problem, now would you?”
    I stiffened. “I hardly think my marital status is any of your business.”
    â€œYou mean your lack of a marital status, don’t you?” She chuckled to herself and then finished reading.
    â€œYou’re enjoying yourself, aren’t you?”
    â€œExcuse me?”
    â€œYou enjoy seeing me in here groveling for a job.”
    Cassidy sat back in here chair. “You know what, Mariah? I do. I enjoy the fact that someone like you would be in here needing a job.”
    â€œSomeone like me?”
    â€œYes. Someone who loves to make other people miserable. Someone who thinks that having a high-paying job and a college degree automatically make them better than everyone else. Someone who does this,” she said, flicking her wrist, “to signal to someone that it’s time for them to leave her presence.”
    â€œI don’t do that.”
    â€œYou don’t anymore. Because you don’t have the power to do that to someone, the power to remove their dignity when you’re supposed to train them to become better workers, better people, even. No, you didn’t do that. But you know what? I learned anyway. I worked my butt off for you, and not once did you compliment me, not once did you say one nice thing to me. I was nothing but a waste of space to you.”
    â€œI never said that—”
    â€œPlease, Mariah. Spare me. You might not remember, but I do. And I won’t forget it. But you know what? You did teach me one thing. You taught me how not to treat people. None of my staff will ever endure the humiliation you put me through. Never. So if you come in here thinking you could ever work for me, you have another think coming. We don’t need your stuck-up attitude ruining our positive work environment.”
    She slid my résumé across her desk back to me.
    I snatched it off the table and put it back in my bag. “I’m sorry. I had no idea—”
    â€œYou knew exactly what you were doing.” She picked up the phone and flicked her wrist at me.
    I flinched at the coldness of her dismissal and got up to leave.
    â€œMariah?”
    â€œYes?” I said, turning.
    â€œClose the door on your way out.”

Spaghetti and Meatballs
    The only thing that could save me after that disaster of an interview was a heaping plate of Chris’s savory spaghetti and meatballs. I was on my second helping, my mouth full of garlic bread as I told them my story.
    â€œCan you believe what Cassidy said to me?” I said, crumbs flying across the table.
    Norma gave Chris a look and drank a sip of water.
    â€œWhat?” I asked.
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œI saw that

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