Gomez was a stubby perverted man with a thick disgusting beard and a slight tick that made his lips pucker like he wanted to kiss you. He walked out of his office and called out, "Bette Porter and Dylan Mooreland?"

The pretty brunette stood up at the same time as Bette and Bette cursed inwardly. She already saw Gomez eye her in disgust and he was currently oogling Dylan’s ass. There was no way she would get hired.

Bette and Dylan followed Gomez into his office and sat down across from him.

Gomez opened the folders that contained the resumes then looked at Bette in surprise. "Ms. Porter you have three doctorate degrees?" Gomez said.

"Yes, in finance, economics, and mathematics," Bette said.

Gomez’s eyebrows raised in surprise, "and you’re applying to be a secretary?"

Dylan shot Bette a dirty look and said, "why don’t you start your own company?"

"I don’t have the money to," Bette answered honestly.

"Well, sorry to say but you are pretty overqualified," Gomez said shaking his head.

"I don’t care about being paid as a woman with three doctorates…"

"Woman?" Dylan muttered, "more like monster."

Gomez shot her a look, "let her finish."

Bette took a deep breath to contain her tears then continued, "I’m willing to take a secretary pay. It’s here or the back of a super market."

"Yeah where no one can see you, bat," Dylan said giggling maliciously.

Gomez rolled his eyes at Dylan then gave Bette a sympathetic look.

Dylan’s smile immediately faded as she noticed the look and stood up to walk around Gomez’s desk. "You know Andrew," Dylan said leaning over on the desk so her cleavage was right in front Gomez’s face and her ass was nearly out of her skirt, "I’m best friends with Jenny…your boss."

Gomez started sweating like a pig and gulped out, "y-you are?"

"Oh yes," Dylan purred, "and I know she would give you a very…" She leaned in to breathe in his ear, "very, lucrative raise."

"You’re hired!" Gomez cried.

Bette blinked back tears. She knew this would happen. Who was she kidding. She stood up slowly, grabbing her hideous purple purse.

"Eh, thank you for your interest," Gomez said not daring to look Bette in the eye.