11 Chapter 11: New Job

Donal grimaced. “It’s crazy, learning a new job, but I think I’ll adapt.”

“Good. Figure out the politics.”

“You think so? I’m a simple man. I’m not into game playing.”

She nodded, liking more things about him as time went on. He was a handsome man with an enticing accent. Too bad she wasn’t in the market for a man. She’d bet Donal would be a lot of fun.

“It isn’t game playing. It’s survival. All companies have politics. It’s just part of the culture. You get good at it and you get ahead.”

“Can’t I just get ahead on my abilities?” Donal quirked an eyebrow.

Was he new to the work force? “No, you can’t. Competition is tough. You have to be tougher and have an edge.”

He nodded, but she didn’t think he was truly listening. His problem, not hers, but for some reason, she wanted to help him.

“How does one figure out the politics?”