My phone rings. "Hello, Anitha here... Yes, sir, I'll be in your office in two minutes." His voice sounds irritated, even slightly angry. I feel nervous as I tread the corridor to his office. It is unlike him. He is always so kind. He never criticizes me and he always understands if I am ill or late. He is the perfect boss and this job is easily the best I have ever had.

Feeling gradually more confident, I arrive at his door. I knock softly and wait. "Come in Anitha." I enter cautiously, smiling. He smiles back. He is an attractive man, for his age. He must be twice as old as me. I am 26. "Sit down here Anitha." He gestures towards a chair, continuing to smile warmly.