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Chapter Seven: HIGH STANDARDS

Author: Kwin Oma
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Aaron

I held myself to standards that were too high. These standards were always set for me, though, right out of the womb. Looking around my office this morning, I was reminded yet again of these standards. The expensive marbletop table in front of me, the expertly polished leather seats, and the custom Persian rug that lay on the floor beneath an artisan coffee table and matching settee that were all selected for me were impersonal and removed. This office was usually my sanctuary, but today it felt a little too big.

Too many folders were stacked on my table. Demolition requests, lease agreements, property tax forms, building plans, finance documents, the works. I scanned through the documents absent-mindedly, wondering if I had lost touch with my responsibilities. How long has my assistant been letting random people stay in my unoccupied properties? I would admit that with the steady growth and expansion of the business, I have had a lot on my plate, focusing squarely on the big pic
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Hey lovelies, what do you think about Aaron's demands? Harsh or.....

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