Since yesterday the CEO, after nine years of service, retired. I didn't really know him, but it's thanks to him that "Ectogen" has gained in revenue.
Following this, his son took over and a lot of things changed, especially company policies, it didn't of course affect my workspace, I'm still in my department. It was the topic of conversation among my colleagues and Antoine and I talked about it this afternoon.
"So what do you think of the new CEO?" I asked.
"A bit good, but I don't really like the fact that he's young, 25 years old, anyway" said Antoine, skeptically.
"Oh, you know, he might be young, but you never know how experienced he is."
"Yeah maybe, I hope that's the case."
After a good day of work, I return home with my motorcycle, greeting (as always) my neighbors and Mrs. Piqueron who had offered me a blueberry pie.
"Ah... Home Sweet Home..." I said, tired
I sit down on the sofa and turn on the TV, there was 8 p.m. news on TF1 (french tv channel).
"Ectogen CEO Ferdinand De Verges has retired and handed over the reins to his son Carl De Verges, but this has been the subject of criticism, mainly from employees due to the fact that his son is very young " said the presenter.
"Well... I didn't know it would make the headlines" I said, surprised
After eating the pie that Mrs. Piqueron had offered me and spending a little time on my phone, I picked up the diary and started reading.
Dear Diary
This morning, the director came to announce the names of those who will be selected for the elections.
The door opens.
"Hello Mr. Director!" everyone said after getting up.
"Sit down please, the management has finally chosen the candidates for the elections, so those who hear their names stand up and say "present"" The director said.
The director took out a list from his pocket which contained the names of those selected.
"Laurent Courdroit..."
"Present as always!" replied Laurent.
Laurent was selected like every year since he has experience since primary school, but contrary to his character he is not an ass licker.
"Adèle Nordiet..."
"Present..." replied Adèle
Adèle was also chosen, I don't know why they chose the drama queen from our class.
"Why are you stressed Leblouche, didn't you put your name on the list?" said Roger, a little curious.
"Yes..." I said, shyly.
"Nicolas Rovint..."
"Present sir..." replied Nico
"And finally... Thierry Leblouche" concluded the director.
At that moment my brain glitched for two seconds, I couldn't process what the director said, even the others were shocked, which attracted their eyes to me.
"Thierry Leblouche...?"
"Y-yes present..." I replied, a little in shock.
"Well, you are the candidates for the elections, they will be held next Monday so prepare your arguments!" he exclaimed.
I was surprised to know that I was a candidate for the elections, it seems that I had the responsibility to become a class representative, but there is a problem, I have no arguments, when I returned from the school this afternoon, I had to tell my mother everything.
"So you're running for office?" my mother asked.
"Yes, but I have no argument..." I replied, with a feeling of distress.
"Yet it's easy to find some, like what's the central problem in your class right now?" she asked
"Adèle's constant presence..." I said, a little annoyed.
"*Laughs* No, I'm not talking about a person! I'm talking about a... social or educational problem for example" she said.
"Educationally speaking, I noticed that some students have problems concentrating in class" I explained
"There you go! You could, for example, suggest concentration activities!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah... maybe..." I said
"If you want further arguments you could take a closer look at your class." she explained
So I took my mother's advice and started my examination and was able to summarize a lot of things that concern my class. Then the elections came.
(Author: for lack of energy, I cut the part where they state their arguments.)
"Okay, here are the results of the votes: Laurent: 20 votes, Nicolas: 1 vote, Adèle: 0 votes and Leblouche: 8 votes." Announced Mr. Picota
"It seems that I have become a delegate for the 8th time" said Laurent, with a slightly arrogant air.
"I only had one voice too bad..." said Nico, a little disappointed
"What?! I had no voice why?" exclaimed Adèle.
"We don't want you as a delegate!" Alain shouted.
I had no reaction to the number of votes I got, I was a little surprised and neutral, but hey, I knew I couldn't have more votes.
"It doesn't matter Leblouche at least you had the courage to participate, what's more, I'm appointing you assistant responsible." Laurent comforted me.
But despite this, he named me the assistant class president (i.e., if Laurent is absent, I will replace him until his return), he is really the best "1st in class", I will do too my best to become a delegate next year (if I want of course).
13/9/2004
"Too bad I wasn't a delegate, I wonder what possessed me to do that?" I said.
I didn't think there would be people who would vote for me, I never knew their identities, but it proves that they would want me as a delegate.
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