xp_logs | Manuel & Julian: Resume

Manuel takes a look over Julian's resume and an interesting offer is put on the table.

Nervousness was starting to set in, though he was doing his best to mask the emotion- at least in his body language. Unfortunately for Julian, he was sitting across from an empath who could no doubt tell the younger man was uneasy. Manuel de la Rocha was reviewing the younger scion's resume for the inevitable job search that was part of the still unfurling fallout that was his familial disinheritance. "So...what do you think?" Julian asked, mustering his courage and smiling confidently.

The paper was set down and Manuel reserved his expression, clicking the end of his pen and circling a few points. "This... and this..need ot be changed. They do not highlight any of your.... positive radiance," he said, somewhat reluctantly.

It wasn't nearly as bad as he'd been dreading, "That's all?" The paper was slid back across the impressive desk and Julian took a closer look at the edits.

"No, that is not all," Manuel said though he didn't move to get the paper and add to it. "I believe you need ot change those and then we will move onto something else. The overall resume is scattered and you need to focus on a generalization that works for most companies. Then you are not rewriting it ten different ways."

The admonished teenager blushed sheepishly as he looked away, "Sorry," he began, "I'll go get to work on it." Julian grabbed the paper as he stood and turned toward the door, "Thanks again Manuel."

"Julian," Manuel said as he went back to grading papers. "You and I, we are not finished here," he said without looking up. "I believe there may be a proposition on the table for you tomorrow when you come by again."

Julian paused and turned around, slowly heading back to the leather covered chair he'd inhabited moments before. "What sort of proposition?"

"An assistant of the sort," Manuel replied evenly, marking one paper with a plain failing grade before looking up and setting his pen down. "I have yet to lay out the details, however, there is nothing there to say that you are not interested, except to hear it from your own mouth."

"You want me to be your assistant?" Julian was stunned and a little perplexed by the offer, "Like, get you coffee, pick-up your dry-cleaning assistant?"

"Slightly more complex than that," Manuel linked his fingers together, brushing his thumb over the other in thought. "I need a second man beside me in meetings concerning Frost enterprises. The pay is modest however the people you will be in contact are not. If you show yourself to be a promising young man, they will take notice and possibly extend to a future job."

Frost Enterprises, Julian had heard the name before when he'd been much younger. His father hadn't cared for them much and since his father was now the enemy.... "Can I have the night to think about it?"

"This is not a light decision. You may have a week, however, be aware that whatever you choose is your final decision."

"Thanks," Julian straightened out his papers and considered his options. This would probably end up being the best offer he would get. After-all, as Manuel had once said, "It's not who you know, it's who knows you."