I was hypnotised by his clear blue eyes as I tried to answer his questions.
“How fast is your shorthand?”
My heart sunk. My shorthand was abysmal.
“Don’t you think shorthand is dated?” I answered. “A Dictophone would save so much time. You could dictate any time of day, wherever you are; and instead of taking all morning to take shorthand and all afternoon to transcribe it, I could be typing all day; and you would have more time for meetings.”
Mr Paterson gave me a beautiful smile.
“What a good idea,” he told me. “I hate wasting time.”
I was amazed at my tenacity. I had sold him a new idea.
“Now,” he said, “tell me something about yourself. You aren’t a hermit are you?”
“Um no,” I answered.
“Okay,” my private secretary will show you the ropes. Welcome to Tube Investments.”