#selene threads

It was definitely extra work and silly considering all the technology Selene had to her disposal, but when it came to reading resumes and cover letters for positions that worked directly with her, she liked the personal touch. The touch of an unforgiving red pen. She had gone through two other resumes earlier, ripped them to shreds, and had HR send polite rejection letters. But this one had been so ridiculous she had to take it home to show off.

"I have no idea what this guy is thinking. Not only is he horribly unexperienced but he's conceited. He's never worked in hospitality, though he has worked for some big companies, but he's never done anything remotely in admin! All his past roles are so clearly nepo baby spots. Like this tech company he listed, I know his father! Does this idiot think that helps? I know his father, I don't want to know him. But from his cover letter, you'd think he was the fucking CEO or cured cancer. The audacity of some people, I tell you."

Selene had obviously lived in the city their entire life, so a lot of the touristy winter things had been done to death. But they could never say no to ice skating, even though they weren't that good. Their sister was the more graceful on in the family, but at least Selene could stay upright. Plus, holding hands, even though gloves was nice. "You're much better at this than me, I'm jealous. You'll have to treat me to lunch after to make up for it." They teased, knowing full well their Black card would be paying for lunch. Thankfully they only wobbled a little and did not fall.

"I don't know what it is about a holiday that makes everyone crazy, but I need to get changed, have a drink, and not listen to anything above a whisper for twenty minutes." Selene said, as she opened the door. Silence answered back. "Oh shit, My are you home?" She called out, taking off her shoes and hanging up her coat. With the various spring holidays coming up, the hotel had been so busy with bookings, people flying in from all over to see family or take advantage of holiday deals. She was exhausted from putting out fires all day. While My didn't have the same type of high pace job, she knew the other woman dealt with her own stressors. "I figure we can order in, maybe Italian. I feel like an athlete after a race, I need carbs."