CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE – THE SECRETARY JOB

Ms. Olson stared at the transformed folders, her initial icy demeanor replaced by a grudging respect. "Not bad, Ms. O'Hara. Not bad at all. Resourceful, you said? I like that." Taking a long drag from a newly lit cigarette, she continued. "Tell me about your experience working with clients. How do you handle challenging personalities?" Scarlett relaxed a little, the ice broken. She used her ranch experience to her advantage, sharing stories of dealing with stubborn animals. Ms. Olson snorted, a rare smile flickering across her lips. "Trickery, huh? Interesting. Give me an example." Scarlett recounted an incident where a particularly ornery stallion refused to cooperate during training. Instead of resorting to brute force, she'd observed his behavior and discovered a fear of loud noises. By strategically using a tarp to create a sudden snapping sound, she startled the horse momentarily, allowing her to guide him through the desired movement. "It was all about understanding his fear