Bab 166: Chapter 166

Jaiden took a bite of his chicken salad sandwich and chewed. “Anyway, tell me about the project. Any problems so far?”

We spent lunchtime discussing strategies and I made a few suggestions that he seemed to think were brilliant.

“You’re made for this kind of work, Alister. I don’t know why the hell you’re in HR.” I didn’t kiss ass, for one thing.

I shrugged as I swallowed a bite of my Southwest BLT sandwich. “I started there as an intern and never left.” I’d never thought of leaving, either. Figured, with my track record, socially speaking, I would remain where I was until they fired me or something. It was the shiny, friendly people who didn’t trip over their laces or spill coffee once a day that got ahead. Funnily enough, I hadn’t done either of those this morning. Huh.