This was a few years ago when I first started at the company I work for now.
I M31 had just started working at a new company in North Sydney. I was the new guy and was excited to be starting a new chapter in my life. I was coming into a job that was part of a rebrand and restructure and so they hadn’t mapped out roles and responsibilities yet, they also had appeared to picked candidates at random as there were very different skill levels.
It turned out after only a short time on the first day that I was much more experienced than the other candidates with my industry background and so I was singled out by HR and management for an intensive new starter program building policies, procedures and building team foundations together.
So here I am on my first day, when I met a woman named Sarah, who worked in HR. Sarah was 38 and tall. Nearly taller than me. She had a slim figure, a pretty face with a big white teethy smile and her skin was tanned and skilfully plastered with makeup but still splashed with freckles. She had DD breasts that were wrapped and respectfully covered in corporate attire.