Earlier that day, having been sent to his office with some documents for his attention, he waves me to a seat. "Sit down, Elizabeth. I just wanted a brief chat. Bear with me, I won't be but a moment."
Quickly, he scans the documents, then signing one, he passes the file back to me. "Thanks. Give those back to Mack, and tell him I'd like to see the two-year forecasts as well."
I make a quick note of this. Mack, Micale Kane, manager of the procurement section, is my immediate supervisor for the moment, while I spend a couple of weeks in procurement. As part of my internship program with the company, I learn what each department does, how it works, and where it fits in the scheme of things.
I don't care for the man. His smile always seems fake to me, and while he hasn't tried to make a mov
