Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 95951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Sally nods. “I commend that. I’ve seen both sides of the spectrum: those expecting things in life because of who they know or are related to. It’s not a good look.” She scrunches up her nose, as if even the thought is distasteful.
“Agreed.”
“We’re off to a great start. Come on up to my office, and we can talk.” She turns and leads the way down the hall, and I follow her. We stop at the elevators, and she pushes the call button.
“Thank you for meeting with me,” I say once we’re in the elevator and soaring to the top floor.
“Of course. Holly is still here with us. She’s given us ample amounts of time to find her replacement. She’ll also be training her replacement, so that’s a huge weight lifted off the shoulders of whoever replaces her.”
She’s right. Knowing that if I’m chosen for the position, I won’t be tossed in to learn it all on my own is a huge relief. “Knox mentioned she’s expecting.”
Sally smiles. “She is. They’ve tried for quite some time, and I knew that when it happened, we would lose her.”
“I’m glad it’s working out for them.”
“Me, too.” Sally smiles, and it’s a genuine smile for Holly and her defensive back husband.
The elevator doors pull open, and we step off. Sally heads toward the right, and I follow her. She steps inside and points to the chair across from a large mahogany desk. “Please sit. Can I offer you something to drink?”
“No, thank you.”
“All right, well, I guess we should just get to it. Tell me about yourself, Corie.” She casually leans back in her chair as if we were discussing the weather, and I relax even more.
Taking a deep breath, I dive into my educational journey. I explain how I took college classes while in high school and graduated with an associate’s degree in general studies—laying the foundation for my later studies at the University of Cincinnati, where I worked my ass off to earn my bachelor’s and then my master's degree in marketing and public relations. “And that brings me to now. I graduated in June, and I’ve been searching for a job since.”
“Well, I’m glad your search brought you here.” She smiles kindly, and I feel more worry fall from my shoulders.
“Me, too.”
“You have a lot of great experience for someone who has just recently completed their master’s degree.”
“I was very fortunate to obtain internships at some incredible firms while in college. We weren’t just there to fetch coffee; we got hands-on experience, and that only made me fall in love with the field even more.”
Sally nods, liking my answer. “It’s helpful that you’re already familiar with the ins and outs of a professional athlete’s life and career,” she tells me. “It’s important that we shine a positive light on our players and the organization. Understanding what the players go through is a huge asset to this position.”
“I grew up living and breathing football with my brother.” I chuckle.
“He’s a good one. A handful at times.” She grins, and I do the same. My brother is one of those people that you can’t help but smile and be happy when he’s around.
“He’s something,” I comment.
“So, as the social media director, you will oversee all social media for the team and players. Some players have us handle their accounts, and we have staff, mostly interns, for that. It won’t be your responsibility unless you choose to take that role for certain players. For example, if we have a public transgression or something where we need to keep a closer eye on them.”
“Does that happen a lot?”
“No, we’re lucky. We have a great team of guys, and they stay out of trouble for the most part. If I do say so myself, we also have one hell of a roster. Our quarterback is ranked number one in the league.”
I smile. “Knox might have mentioned that.”
Sally looks surprised. “That’s not usually something he goes around bragging about.” She eyes me curiously.
“When they all get together, it’s survival of the fittest,” I say. For some reason, I don’t want her to know that Knox and I shared a private conversation. That’s something that’s for just me to savor. Besides, it’s not a lie. When Knox, Landry, Reid, Baker, and Foster are in the same room together, they like to pick on one another. In a loving, “you’re my bro” kind of way, but they’re also not afraid to toss out verbal punches from time to time.
“Oh, I can imagine.” She shakes her head, but a smile tugs at her lips. “Okay, back to what we’re here for.” She waves her hands in the air as if to push the distraction away. “There might be times we’d have you travel with the team. It’s not something that happens often, but if there is a media event during that time, we would like to have our department head there to handle any fires that might pop up, so to speak. Do you have any issues with traveling?”