The desk at which Evelyn Caldonica sat, feet up on it, was an old metal thing from the 50’s that looked more like a warden’s desk.
The Berringer Heights Swim and Racquet Center had been remodeled three times in Evelyn’s lifetime and somehow “new office desk” had never made the cut.
Not that she needed a fancy desk, Evelyn just wondered how a community board of millionaires and the token billionaire could overlook such basic things, like for example, adding every single experienced lifeguard to the Berringer TigerSharks swim and dive team to compete for the Silk Falls County Swim Club Championship and the coveted Gulchpriest Cup.
Coveted by whom other than the septuagenarians on the board, Evelyn wasn’t sure.
But the trip to Crabtree Lake Aquaticdome had cost Evelyn all her experienced lifeguards with almost zero notice and she had taken out an emergency ad on all social media, offering a hiring bonus that hadn’t been authorized by the board.
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