“Just one Candice, its from Jose.” Rosa passed the pink memo slip to Candice. Candice scanned the memo section and began to bellowing out a litany of orders.
“And Rosa - tell the two newest paralegals this ones for them. Let’s see what they got kiddo.”
Candice fully expected her subordinates to earn their keep. This was no nursery; no time for cuddling. Either you had what it took to perform at an unrealistic pace or you were fired. There was no middle ground with Candice.
She had a reputation of being as mean and cruel as Gunga Din, as cunning and calculating as the Iatola and as uncompassionate as Hitler. Candice could make a full grown man cry in frustration and women break down and run from her harsh words and often brutal criticism.
Progress With Purpose!
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