Velcian
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Raymond Pearce stepped out of his posh, luxury condominium, took the elevator to the gorgeous lobby, and, with a courteous wave to his building’s doorman, he entered his shiny, black Bentley. “The usual route, I assume, sir?” his driver asked. “Naturally.” Richard replied, albeit a bit offhandedly. He was already engrossed in files that he’d been revising for most of the previous night. His driver simply shook his head; clearly this was a daily occurrence.
Indeed, Raymond had many habits that might be classified as workaholic tendencies. However, it was these very qualities that got him to where he was today. Already a prodigious talent by the time he graduated high school at the age of 15, Raymond obtained a bachelor’s degree in business and economics from Yale by 18, after which he entered Yale’s Law School, graduating at the very top of his class. That was how a 22 year old Raymond Pearce was thrust into the world of law.
Despite his lack of connections, as his family lived in Britain, where he was originally born, he had a stroke of good luck when it turned out that his meteoric rise had been recognized by one of the world’s premier law firms: Ingrid-Daniels. Seeing great potential in him, the firm invested in him by hiring him over more seasoned prospects, and he didn’t disappoint. Within the first year, he made a reputation for himself as the city’s best closer, and he had recently become a junior partner. And all by the ripe, young age of 23. Still, he aimed higher; one day, he wanted to not only become a senior partner, but he wanted his name on the door.
As he did every morning, the driver stopped at a specific, nondescript coffee stand that Raymond enjoyed. Raymond hurried out, noticing that they were a bit off schedule. Walking briskly to the front of the line, he called out, “Hey! Joey! I’m running a bit late. Think you can whip me up the usual real quick?” “No problem, Ray!” the jovial man replied. Raymond was a frequent customer, good conversation when he had the time, and a friend, not to mention a good tipper.
As he received his preferred blend, a woman from somewhere in the crowd spoke up. “Hey! Why does he get his coffee early? The rest of us have had to stand here! What makes him special, huh?” Then, she rounded on Raymond. “Do you think you’re so special just because you’re some hotshot corporate businessman or lawyer? We’re hard-working people too.” Ever the gentleman, Raymond responded amenably. “My apologies, I’m just running late for a very important meeting. You see, this is a new job for me, and a good impression is key. Of course, that’s no real excuse. Please, allow me to apologize again, and let me pay for your beverage.” he said with a charming smile.
Within minutes, Raymond found himself with an appeased woman and a new phone number in his phone’s contact list. As he returned to his vehicle, the driver couldn’t help but shake his head. Raymond was a very attractive man according to anyone’s standards. He simply didn’t have enough time for serious relationships, so fun little flings and one-night-stands were his mainstays. There had been one girl, long ago… but they’d been separated, and he doubted he’d ever see her again. Shortly, they arrived at the law firm’s HQ. Hastily waving good day to the driver, Raymond made his way to his office. It wasn’t a corner office, but the wall was glass, providing him with a splendid view of the city. ‘Time to see what I’ve got today.’ he thought with genuine anticipation, excited to dive right into things.
Indeed, Raymond had many habits that might be classified as workaholic tendencies. However, it was these very qualities that got him to where he was today. Already a prodigious talent by the time he graduated high school at the age of 15, Raymond obtained a bachelor’s degree in business and economics from Yale by 18, after which he entered Yale’s Law School, graduating at the very top of his class. That was how a 22 year old Raymond Pearce was thrust into the world of law.
Despite his lack of connections, as his family lived in Britain, where he was originally born, he had a stroke of good luck when it turned out that his meteoric rise had been recognized by one of the world’s premier law firms: Ingrid-Daniels. Seeing great potential in him, the firm invested in him by hiring him over more seasoned prospects, and he didn’t disappoint. Within the first year, he made a reputation for himself as the city’s best closer, and he had recently become a junior partner. And all by the ripe, young age of 23. Still, he aimed higher; one day, he wanted to not only become a senior partner, but he wanted his name on the door.
As he did every morning, the driver stopped at a specific, nondescript coffee stand that Raymond enjoyed. Raymond hurried out, noticing that they were a bit off schedule. Walking briskly to the front of the line, he called out, “Hey! Joey! I’m running a bit late. Think you can whip me up the usual real quick?” “No problem, Ray!” the jovial man replied. Raymond was a frequent customer, good conversation when he had the time, and a friend, not to mention a good tipper.
As he received his preferred blend, a woman from somewhere in the crowd spoke up. “Hey! Why does he get his coffee early? The rest of us have had to stand here! What makes him special, huh?” Then, she rounded on Raymond. “Do you think you’re so special just because you’re some hotshot corporate businessman or lawyer? We’re hard-working people too.” Ever the gentleman, Raymond responded amenably. “My apologies, I’m just running late for a very important meeting. You see, this is a new job for me, and a good impression is key. Of course, that’s no real excuse. Please, allow me to apologize again, and let me pay for your beverage.” he said with a charming smile.
Within minutes, Raymond found himself with an appeased woman and a new phone number in his phone’s contact list. As he returned to his vehicle, the driver couldn’t help but shake his head. Raymond was a very attractive man according to anyone’s standards. He simply didn’t have enough time for serious relationships, so fun little flings and one-night-stands were his mainstays. There had been one girl, long ago… but they’d been separated, and he doubted he’d ever see her again. Shortly, they arrived at the law firm’s HQ. Hastily waving good day to the driver, Raymond made his way to his office. It wasn’t a corner office, but the wall was glass, providing him with a splendid view of the city. ‘Time to see what I’ve got today.’ he thought with genuine anticipation, excited to dive right into things.
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