As I looked out my office window one afternoon, I noticed a tall woman walking with self-confidence down the street. Her hair was dark and wavy, and her black eyes were her most distinct feature. She was wearing a white shirt with a blue skirt and blue leather shoes. When she came a little closer, I could see her sun-tanned skin. This was the first time I saw Jane Lamog.
Jane was the proud mother of a 19-year-old and a 16-year-old. Married for 21 years to a quiet and low-profile man, Jane was pleased when she was promoted to branch manager at Meneo Bank in Aloa, Greece, at the age of 40. Before her work at Meneo, Jane was a clerk in the deposits department of another financial institution.
Although Jane had not graduated from college, she was a smart, hardworking individual who had taken the time to learn Meneo's operations. She was an open-minded and well-loved member of upper management and possessed excellent communication skills. She was the heart and soul of staff meetings and was extremely sociable. However, although she was an attractive, persuasive woman, she looked like she was hiding something behind her dark and mysterious eyes.
Jane strived to increase profits for the bank and was accustomed to working until 10 or 11 at night; she had not taken a vacation during her five-year tenure. Obviously, working under such conditions was not healthy. She could become aggressive with clients who were late on loan payments, and she exercised ...