Tom stepped out of the shower, feeling a hundred times better. The flight to Dallas had taken a lot out of him. The conference tomorrow would also be demanding. At least, he thought, he wasn’t presenting. Nevertheless, all the people, all the networking, all the false smiles, and faked camaraderie were getting to be too much for him. Tom put on the plush hotel bathrobe and looked at his face in the mirror. He decided to f...

Tom was exhausted. He looked down at the list of applicants and saw, with relief, that he had only one more interview. Why was it so hard to find the right candidate? They either had the skills but didn't agree to the terms, or would accept the terms but didn't have the skills. 'It's just Excel!' he screamed inside his head as he called out, "Next!" with a bit too much frustration in his voice. Looking down at the list in...