Wilhelmina Slater (Editor-in-Chief of MODE Magazine) and Betty Suarez (the ex-assistant to Daniel Meade, just got recently promoted as Features Editor) having a conversation at the Meade Publications steam room.
Wilhelmina: Already enjoying the perks, i see?
Betty: Oh! Hello wilhelmina. It's been uh, a rough day.
Wilhelmina: I hope you're not expecting a pet dog.
Betty: No, no, Oh God, no.
Wilhelmina: Good.
Betty: Uhm, being an editor, It's more complicated than I imagined.
Wilhelmina: We're really gonna do this? Wake up and smell the aromatherapy, Betty. Being an assistant is bootcamp. Being an editor is war. You have your allies, you have your enemies. Oftentimes you can't tell which is which.
Betty: Sorta feels like I have more enemies than allies right now.
Wilhelmina: (Smiled and made a short chuckle) Yes you do. Oh and by the way, malaria? Really? Like I'd ever put disease written poor people in the pages of this magazine.
Betty: How did you know about that?
Wilhelmina: I know everything.
Betty: Oh, (paused) how does one survive?
Wilhelmina: You look after yourself. If it means screwing over everyone else, so be it. (Stands up)
Betty: What if you're not that kind of a person?
Wilhelmina: Well then, you change. Or you'll be eaten alive.
** In one way or another, we find ways on how to survive. At first, we do it our way. Other people may see it as lame, weak, or at times, blunt. With both of our ears open we have no choice but to hear them. We hear and look deep into ourselves and have a rain check. Listening is another part of the story. I mean, we could try. But when we look in front of the mirror one day, and don't like what we see because of what we became, that's the time when we fall apart.
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