Harvey Johnson sat in his office at the advertising agency, and wondered about his new assistant.  She was to begin today after the preliminaries at personnel,   but that would probably take a couple of hours, and he was anxious to finally have someone to mull over the ideas for the latest campaign project.  Not that he really needed anyone to confirm his plans, but he had worked his way up to being the Layout Director of the largest agency in Dallas by knowing how to listen, it was his secret weapon in the war to stay on top.  He had been without an assistant for about two weeks since Shiela left to have her baby, so he was more than ready to welcome a new girl into the folds, so to speak.  He put the layouts up on the wall sized digital screen and tweaked them a bit here and there nervously as he waited for her arrival.<br/><br/>It was a really strange quirk of the agency to hire someone as an assistant without ever introducing the new person to the executive, but it was policy and he had to live with their decision.  All he got to know about, in this case, her was a name and age bracket.<br/>The company seemed to feel that this policy precluded any favoritism in the hiring of new help, so he went along, knowing that the last two had been great and surely this one would be willing to do the necessary things to rise in the ranks of the ad business.  He knew she was, female, age 28 to 32, and that her name was Amy Greene, but that was all personnel had let him know other than that she would start today.<br/><br/>A bit about Harvey; at age 32 he was very successful, and as said above had worked his way up from being one of the models to now being a salaried partner with a six digit income and in charge of program layouts for all of the accounts the company held.  Not to say he was that important, but his word was absolute, everyone knew it, and everyone liked it that way.  There was just about nothing he would not do for a fellow employee, he really cared about them and watched out for the whole bunch, especially the ones directly reporting to him which was about 12 on a daily basis.  Everyone knew they could count on him to have a bash at his town house at least once a quarter when the account reviews were posted. He wasn’t the most handsome man ever to cross the planet, but his rugged athletic appearance and kind manner gave the impression as a real catch for the ladies.  He was demanding, but totally fair in everything he did, and had a reputation of a true ‘gentleman’.<br/>