Reflective Essay: Junior Inc.

The bitter cold of winter bites Rebecca’s nose. She doesn’t mind though, because it is snowing. This was is a very unusual event, if you have lived in North Carolina for your entire life, like Rebecca. It almost never snows in North Carolina. The snow stuck to Rebecca’s short, chin length hair. The white snow stood out brilliantly, because her hair is such a dark brown. Her green eyes squinted, trying to see Junior Inc. As soon as she could see the tall business building, she rushed to it. Only then did she realize that all of the buttons on her shirt were in the wrong places. She grumbled, knowing that she is already too late for work to be able to change them now. She ran to the building, chilled to the core, her black cardigan doing nothing against the cold wind. There was someone at
“Bec,” Alan said, trying once more to make her feel good, and excited for the day to come, “You're young, you need to take control of your life, and do not let any rude, sexist boss ruin that for you.” She thought about that. Mr.Junior is always rude to her, for the littlest things, when he doesn’t care if it is some other male in the building. This would be a super fun job, if everyone treated her as an equal. A few papers from the cart that Alan had been pushing, flew off as the elevator doors swished open. Just then, Junior turned the corner. The angry look on his face immediately flushed all feelings of anger out of Rebecca’s body. Great, she thought. She quickly rushed to him, expecting to be yelled at. But, instead of going in her direction, Junior turned to Alan. He began to yell as soon as Alan exited the elevator, “You are retiring? Your birthday is in two days, and you only tell us now that you are retiring, on your birthday? This is outrageous!” Alan is retiring, Rebecca thought, why is he retiring now? And why didn’t he tell