Monday mornings are a pain in the ass and if you disagree then you clearly have issues. The annoying alarm on my bedside table wouldn't quit buzzing which was really irritating me. To say I wasn't a morning person is a huge understatement. You would think after all those years of getting at the crack of dawn to go to school, that I'd be used to it..NOPE! I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and took a glance at the clock, 7:30 am. I groaned "Ugh Fuck my life". FML was a term I used way too much and way too loosely, I loved my life but right now sleep would be blissful. I reluctantly got up and made my way to my closet to pick something to wear. On my way I stopped by the full length mirror and was mortified by my reflection; my brown hair sticking out in all direction like a huge frizzball, lines on my cheeks from the pillow. I definitely looked like a mess. When I got to the closet I couldn't figure out what to wear; autumn in New York City limits your wardrobe, especially me, I hate being bundled up. I settled for khaki dress pants and a powder blue button up shirt. Even though working in the music industry allows you to be more flexible when it comes to wardrobe and taking time off, I always like to keep it professional as much as I can.I hopped in the shower which left me feeling refreshed and ready to take on the day.I did my make up and fixed my hair and was ready to go out. Living in SoHo was something I always dreamed as a little girl living in Brooklyn. While growing up in Brooklyn, I made tons of friends of different ethnic backgrounds and we would spend our summers at Coney Island riding the old ass Cyclone rollercoaster until we got whiplash. As I grew older my dreams were growing beyond Brooklyn, they were crossing the bridge and going into Manhattan, the concrete jungle where dreams are made of. My dreams were finally becoming a reality and I never took it for granted.I made my way to Spring Street to catch the subway, the streets were thriving with people making their way to work, taking their kids to school, or running errands. I quickly went down the stairs of the station, swiped my metrocard and headed to the platform to wait for the train. After about 10 minutes the train came and we were on out way to midtown. The train is always crowded and I've grown quite used to it . My friends who live out of the state still question me why I don't drive, but driving in Manhattan is just impossible,Way too chaotic for me. The short walk to the Universal building was a routine I've been used to for Way too long. Once in my office it's time to get to business. No bullshit is allowed. I've been currently scouting new prospective artists that could possibly do well in this business which we desperately need. The music industry has taken a turn from where it's use to be 10-20years ago, MTV and TRL aren't the staples to get your music out there, now we rely on things such as you tube and twitter to market our artists. My boss, David Goldstein has been a major component in my success, if it weren't for him taking a chance on me I really don't know where I'd be but I'll be forever grateful to him. I was swamped with loads of work as we were preparing releases for the fourth quarter. The phone rang , it was my assistant Christina "Good morning Christina, what's up?" I asked, as I was looking at the agenda I had for the day. "Mr Goldstein wanted to know if you had any plans for lunch, since he wants to meet with you" she replied. I was already wondering what he could possibly want "Umm no plans, just let him know I'll swing by his office as soon I leave for my lunch break" I replied. David and I rarely saw each other since he was always Flying off everywhere that It didn't give us a chance to catch up. All morning my thoughts would keep wondering what he could possibly want. Once my lunch time came up, I made my way to his office and knocked on his door "Come in" I heard a muffled voice say. I walked in and found David on the phone with someone. I sat and waited until he hung up his call. " so I  heard you needed to speak to me" I said. "is that how you're gonna greet me?!" he chuckled as he stood up and walked over to me, I stood up and embraced him in a hug " I haven't seen you in ages" I said. David was like a second father to me, he always watched out for me as if I were one of his daughters which is something I appreciated as well as my parents. "yes it has, I heard you've been doing big things around here" he said giving me a genuine smile " I'm trying, im trying" I replied "but seriously what did you need to speak to me about?". "Geez what's with you being all impatient, it's a new position that we've been considering for someone to work with one of our artists" He answered "who?!" I exclaimed "How about we go grab a bite to eat and we'll discuss it over lunch" he offered. We made our way downstairs and walked towards Columbus Circle and headed to Marea, an upscale seafood restaurant which the food was to die for. Once seated and placed our orders, I was anxious to know what the hell he had to tell me."ok David spill it! You know me well enough to know that I'm an impatient person" I exclaimed. David laughed at my comment, I took that as an agreement. "well.." he started, I sat there waiting for him to proceed, I swear this man is either a turtle or loves to annoy me."well, right now we have an artist that currently are going through a transition of labels" "Who? Ciara? I was told she was dropped from Jive and was shopping around for a new deal" I answered "you're pretty close but I'm talking about the Backstreet Boys, they recently left Jive, they weren't happy with the way they were handling their music, so right now they're in a sticky situation" He said, looking at me as if he were searching for a reaction. "Alright, so what do you want me to do" I asked, wondering what I could possibly do for this group. I mean don't get me wrong I liked them during my teenage years and I heard some of their newer stuff but not following their career, even though I knew they were one of the biggest selling groups of our time, well my time."well they are with Universal right now, and we need someone to help with the transition, I know you do A&R but you have great marketing skills and I know you would do a great job" he said "I could do this, I'm sure" I said confidently "right now they aren't hot property, but I know if there's anyone who could change this around, it's you" he assured me. "well gee boss thanks for putting me under the pressure cooker" I joked "we considered alot of people but I know this can work for you, the only thing is that they are based on the west coast , so you will be having to fly out there unless you decide to relocate" he offered. The thought of moving out west has occurred to me before but I never had an actual motive to do so. "I don't know about all that yet, but I'll definitely take a job". Maybe Monday's didn't suck all that much after all