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Now this is the chapter you've all been waiting for and voted on on my poll: 'not a lemon, but super sexy'. You have been warned.

And sorry guys, I should have said this last chapter but this is only a twoshot :x Sorry if you were expecting more. I'll make up for it by having this be super sexy :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Kaichou wa Maid-Sama!

Chapter 2. The Challenge, One Hundred Kisses

"Geez. What the heck am I doing..." Misaki mumbled to herself the next morning as she began picking through her wardrobe for an outfit to wear.

However, it was not a question she had asked herself, it was somewhat more of an accepted statement, as though she had already come to terms with what it was she was going to do today; in other words, there was no question on what she was going to do, and though she tried to make herself feel unpleasant about it, she did not really mind.

The day was slightly humid and a little gray, so she did not know whether to dress warmly or cooly. After a few moments of contemplating and mis-matching outfits in her mind, she decided on an outfit that would not be too cool if it rained, nor too hot if it did not. She slid on capri Jeans along with a white blouse and a small violet jacket that stopped at her midriff.

She stepped outside and closed the door to the vacant house behind her; Suzuna was at a friend's party until tomorrow and her mother was currently at a celebration for her workplace. Misaki had been in charge of the house for the weekend, but she saw no harm in going out for herself for a while.

As she began walking, she savored the cool breeze pushing her hair back over her shoulders and she smiled without knowing it.

Only when she was halfway to Usui's apartment did she realize just how big of a moron she was.

"WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING?" She suddenly hollered, alerting a few innocent passerby. She then lowered her voice but continued to rant in her rage-filled tone. "Just what the hell am I doing? Am I really going to Usui's place right now? Did I really just waste my entire morning trying to pick out an outfit that would look nice for that pervert? Am I really just walking to his apartment right now with this stupid grin on my face? I must be demented!" She freaked out, grabbing her hair with both hands and tugging on it as though she were mad. "What the hell. I gotta go back home-gah!" Just then, her cell phone rang and vibrated in her pocket. She took a deep breath to regain her composure before she pulled it out and put it to her ear. "Hello?"

"Um, Prez are you feeling okay?" A familiar deep voice asked.

"Usui? What the hell do you want?"

"Ah nothing. I was just looking down at you from my room and suddenly saw you freak out."

"You...You what..." Misaki trailed off as she suddenly realized her surroundings; she was just a few meters from Usui's luxurious apartment building, standing on the sidewalk with her ruffled clothing, probably looking like a mental patient. "Crap! When did I-?"

"Well since you're already here, why don't you come on up? I'll make some tea~" he sang in that annoying voice of his.

"Like hell! I'm going home!" She declared, starting to stomp back the way her feet had unconsciously carried her from.

"But Prez, didn't you say you'd never turn down a challenge?"

She stopped walking. "M...Maybe I did. But what's that got to do with anything?" She demanded.

"Oh well you see...Oh wow. That's a pretty cool fire blazing over the stove." He sounded more impressed than concerned.

"Really, Prez. You should see it. Ah, maybe I should throw water on it?"

"Idiot!" She yelled into the receiver as she spun around and dashed back toward the building. "Use a fire extinguisher! Call for help! Don't use water!" She made her way to his floor as quickly as possible before shutting her phone and slamming her fist on his door. "Usui? Usui! Open the door, you idiot!" A moment later, her request was granted and she was met face to face with the tall blonde boy, wearing his usual trousers and a cuffed, white shirt.

"Prez came up~" he chanted happily but she pushed past him.

"Baka Usui! Where's the fire?"

"Oh that? There." He said pointing. She followed his finger with her eyes to the stove where a tiny blue fire burned underneath a teapot. Misaki's jaw fell and her frazzled hair drooped as she dropped her cell phone, staring in shock. Usui closed the door behind her and walked over to the stove. "I don't know why Prez was so freaked out just now. I never said the fire was huge or dangerous or anything like that."

"Why you..." she growled, clenching her fists, prepared to lunge at him with everything she was worth. Just before she could however, the teapot began to hiss and Usui turned off the fire.

"Tea time~" he called out in that annoying voice before he looked slyly over his shoulder at her. "Why don't you stay for a while and have some?"

Her jaw moved like a beached fishes' would before she let out a long sigh.

She picked up her cell phone, shoved it into her pocket and reluctantly followed him to his couch.

Once they had finished their tea, Misaki sat awkwardly next to Usui as he made small talk about the weather, saying things like how he should probably close the windows before it started to rain and the like.

But Misaki heard close to nothing of what he said, for her mind was preoccupied on what he had said last night: "That's why you should come over tomorrow, so we can do those kinds of things alone..." Her face became hot just at the thought of it.

"Oy, Ayuzawa?" His loud voice suddenly sounded at her ear and she nearly leaped out of her skin, thankful she had just put her tea cup down, otherwise it would currently be shattering to the floor. "What are you thinking about?" He wondered before his eyes narrowed, like a hunter closing in on his prey. "Could it be you're thinking about last night?"

"O-Of course not." She huffed. "Now get out of my face, Baka Usui."

"I knew you would come over today. I said that, didn't I? And you said you might come over, but you did." He grinned before murmuring into her ear, "That means Ayuzawa wants to do those things too, right?"

"P-Pervert! Stop deciding things on your own!"

"But didn't Ayuzawa dress up all cutely especially for me today?"

"T-That is..." she began feebly but was actually spared the rest of her pathetic answer of denial when a loud hissing sound was heard as a cold breeze was felt. Both teens looked over to the windows to see rain pouring down, streaming over the glass windows in small rivers.

"Aw boo." The boy complained as water began dripping through the open windows and onto the floor.

"Well don't just stand there!" Misaki was on her feet in an instant and Usui soon followed. Together, they managed to close all the windows but not without some damage to his carpet as well as both of their outfits. Misaki's pants and blouse were soppy with water as were Usui's clothes. "Crap! I can't even get home now!" The girl wailed, cursing herself for not bringing an umbrella.

"Well I can't have you getting a cold." Usui stated. "You can take a shower here, okay?"

"Don't be ridiculous!" Misaki hurled one of the slippers he had given her upon arrival at his chest. "Like I'd ever take a shower with a perverted space alien within one thousand meters of me!"

"But I know Ayuzawa can't afford to get sick." He said, despite the small smirk that twitched on his lips from her cute outburst. "You being sick means your mom has to do more work, right?" He saw her flinch as he nailed her weak spot. His smirk grew as she became unsure. "Plus I won't do anything. I promise." His vow seemed to tempt her into giving in to his request and with one last had glare she spat,

"If you do, I swear you'll never see anything ever again." She snarled.

"Okay. Off you go, then." He pushed her in the direction of his bathroom. Reluctantly, the sopping wet Student Council president trudged into the immaculate bathroom, slamming the door behind her and locking it.

Usui smirked to himself as he sat down on his couch, listening to the rain hiss outside for a good ten minutes before the shower water stopped. A few moments later, Misaki emerged into the living room, looking just as she had when she had entered from the hallway, only her black hair was dripping and a towel hung around her shoulders.

"Are your clothes dry?" He wondered.

"Yeah." She sniffed, not wanting him to know she was grateful. "They were dry by the time I was finished so it's fine."

"Good." He then listened to the relentless rain. "Looks like you may be stuck here for a while now."

"Whatever." She huffed, walking over to sit down on the couch as far away from him as possible. "Should you take a shower too?" She asked, noting his wet clothes.

"I guess I should." He agreed, getting to his feet. "Don't you go running off now." He chided tauntingly; she lifted her slipper again and he laughed.

As Usui disappeared into his bathroom, Misaki ruffled the towel through her wet hair repeatedly. The consistent patter of the rain started to become lulling within a few short moments and she found herself yawning.

Groggily, she lifted her legs onto the couch and laid down on her side, all reason slipping from her momentarily as she forgot just where she was. Her eyelids fell shut and within moments she was asleep.

Of course this was a fine treat for Usui to find as he stepped out of his bathroom, dressed in clean brown pants and a different white, cuffed shirt. His eyes widened as they rested upon her at first glance, but then his surprise quickly turned to interest and a devious smile crossed his lips.

Sitting down on the edge of the couch by her stomach, he dried his own hair a little more with his towel before he reached down and ran his fingers through her wet hair, caressing her face.

Her feet were bare like his now, and her capris stuck to her wet legs, her small jacket was unbuttoned and loose around her shoulders. Her white blouse, which was tight around the chest but loose around the stomach, was completely exposed to him. Her entire body, as well as his own, gave off a steamy sort of atmosphere one always obtains for a good period of time after getting out of the shower. The humidity of the rain only added to this affect.

It took every shred of self-control within his body not to touch her more than he already was.

She breathed quietly as he continued to play with her hair, and when he lightly touched the back of her ear, she made an adorable whimpering sound. "You are just way too cute for your own good, Ayuzawa." He said.

He watched her napping for a while longer, listening to her soft breathing against the rain. The sky outside grew darker as more clouds moved in, and after about fifteen more minutes had passed, the lights above Usui's head flickered before going out, the air conditioning stopping a moment later. He sighed as he was left in darkness, but there was still plenty of pale light from outside to illuminate the sleeping form of the girl beside him.

Not a moment later, however, she stirred and blinked her eyes open.

"Mm." A small sound escaped her mouth as she looked around, trying to remember where she was. When she finally did, she sat up immediately and shrieked, "What the-? Usui? Wh-What...Why are the lights out?" Her eyes gleamed with ferocity even in the shadows. "What were you trying to do to me, you total pervert?"

"Calm down, Ayuzawa. I didn't do anything. The power just went out. See?" He tried flicking on the lamp on a nearby table but met no results.

"Hmph." She crossed her arms over her chest. "Okay then, so now what?"

Usui turned his head to her and his eyes gleamed with fresh fire; Misaki suddenly felt like a rabbit trapped in a fox's den.

"Well now that you ask," he slid closer to her. "I think it's about time I obeyed Manager's command, now don't you?" As if to remind her, he took her hand and lifted her injured finger to his lips. He kissed each of her fingers and her thumb, followed by the back of her hand.

"You...don't tell me..." she stammered, her eyes wildly searching for the door.

"Oh come on, Ayuzawa. Don't pretend like you didn't hear the entire thing." He turned her hand over and kissed her wrist and she quickly yanked it back.

"Baka Usui. No way would I ever let you-"

"And who was it who said she'd never turn away from a challenge?" He wondered aloud, moving closer again. "Come on, Ayuzawa. Just give up. It's nothing we haven't done before, and there's no one else around to see us. All of your conditions are met. Plus," he leaned in menacingly. "You want to do it too, and you know it."

"D-Don't!" she cried, trying to push him away, but he grabbed both of her wrists.

"I would never do something to upset Ayuzawa." He told her seriously, the truth of his words showing in his eyes, piercing all the shadows in the room. "But that's why I am going to do this," he went on. "Because I know Ayuzawa will enjoy it."

And with that confidant statement, he lifted her into his arms and stood, carrying her into his room. She struggled in vain when she saw where he was bringing her, but Usui kissed the top of her head. "Don't worry. I'm not going to do anything we'd regret." He assured, lying her down on his large bed and crawling onto the mattress beside her.

There was still plenty of light slipping in from the opened curtains, the white sky giving off a melancholy glow reflected throughout his room. Her small towel lie spread flat out beneath her shoulders now and Usui tossed his own onto the floor. "Oh. Now since the air conditioning isn't working, you must be hot right?" He asked. Without waiting for an answer, he used both his hands to pull her small purple jacket to either side of her chest before beginning to slide it down her shoulders.

"Wait...Usui-" she protested, trying to pull the jacket back onto her. "Hey...I said wait-!" she cut off when she felt a warm hand rest on her chest.

"Hm. Ayuzawa's heart is beating really quickly." He stated. "I guess that means she's excited and can't wait, right?"

Dumbfounded by his words, Misaki held her breath, trying to quell her racing heartbeat as Usui's hands began to work again. He lifted her up slightly and managed to slide the jacket off of her successfully, tossing it to the foot of the bed, well out of their way.

"Hey, Usui..." she meekly tried to complain, but her head was swirling now from the steam emitting from their bodies and their wet hair. She was slowly starting to give in to his doings, despite her desperate attempts of her mind trying to defy her body. But her last shred of sanity was crushed when he added fuel to the fire and leaned down on top of her and whispered, "One hundred kisses, right?"

At last Misaki let out the breath she forgot she had been holding and she looked up at him, mouth slightly agape. Usui stared down at her, smirking, and Misaki finally allowed herself to truly give in to this game. He's right. We're dating now. We've both known for the longest time that there's no one what's wrong with a few kisses?

"Are you ready?" he asked, leaning down again, his husky voice making her shiver.

"W...Whatever." She mumbled, turning her face to one side. "Baka Usui."

The boy smiled as he moved to the side slightly, leaning down to kiss the tips of her fingers of her right hand. Misaki's eyes widened as she felt his lips meet such an odd spot, but she forced herself to take a deep breath; this was only the beginning, after all.

Slowly, whether it was to let her savor the feeling or to torment her, Misaki did not know, Usui began trailing his kisses up her palm to her wrist and forearm. When he kissed the crook in her elbow, she squeaked unintentionally and he shot her a bemused look that was met with a glare that hid embarrassment.

"What? It tickled..." she muttered.

Feeling accomplished that he had discovered a new weak spot on her, Usui continued to kiss up her arm until he was met with the white sleeve of her blouse. But he ignored it, rolling it up more so that he could kiss her shoulder. Misaki let another small sound escape before he pulled away.

"Okay. Now I have to even it out." He decided.

Usui was currently lying on her right side and now that he had finished with her right arm, he pulled her to the center of the bed to give room on her left side.

"Oy, what are you-" she was about to ask, but quickly cut off as her breath hitched in her throat as Usui climbed over her to lie on her left side. Misaki felt she had just seen her life flash before her eyes when he had gotten so dangerously close, but she was tugged back into reality when she felt the same light kisses on her fingertips.

He trailed them up her left arm as well until he reached her shoulder and pulled back to give her a break; she was breathing unsteadily beside him, unsure of how to react to all these new sensations.

"So how many was that?" He asked then.

"...What?" She met his teasing eyes with groggy ones.

"How many kisses was that?" He clarified.

"Baka Usui... how the heck should I know?" she mumbled, part of her wishing to wake up and find herself at home while the other part wished for him to continue.

"Uh-oh Ayuzawa, if you weren't counting how are we supposed to know when I reach one hundred? You know what that means right?"

"No..." she complained as she recalled her manager's words from the previous night.

"Yup. It means we have to start aaall over again." He jeered. "Ah, but I can't kiss the same place twice, so I'll have to begin somewhere else."

Misaki's attempts to protest were cut short when he shifted downward slightly. Lying on his side, he now turned her over onto her side as well and she submissively obeyed. Usui was now facing her stomach, shielded by her thin white blouse and nothing more.

"Well, here I go. Make sure you count."

Before she could protest further, he wrapped his arms around her back and pulled her in closer to him. Usui nestled his face into her shirt and felt her stiffen up as she gasped. For the moment, he just continued to rub his face against her stomach, trying to make her relax.

Gradually it worked as he heard her sigh, her hand coming to rest on his spiky hair; right now he was acting like a lovable kitten, and Misaki could not help but feel at ease. Usui went slowly, not wanting to cause her to go tense again. He continued to nestle his face into her shirt and she could practically hear him purring with delight.

"H-Hey, that tickles!" She stifled a giggle as his nose pressed lightly against her bellybutton.

"Oh, Ayuzawa is really ticklish today, huh?" He noted.

He then moved down a little further and began pushing her blouse up with his nose to reveal her soft skin. Misaki froze up a little as he did this, and tried to push his shoulders away, but his arms remained wrapped around her body and he tightened his grip, keeping her in place.

After successfully moving her blouse all the way up to her ribcage to reveal her smooth, flat stomach, Usui finally began his second attack.

First he kissed the center of her stomach experimentally; her skin was still a little damp from her shower, but it was smooth and soft and tasted faintly of soap. He moved his lips to the side, trailing butterfly kisses as he went. He could feel the warmth of her body so closely now, skin to skin, and he loved it.

He could feel her breathing as he pulled her in closer, covering every millimeter of her exposed skin in kisses. She squeaked again as he hit another ticklish spot above her bellybutton, and then he began to feel more daring. Apparently, she felt it too.

"Oy, Usui..." she said in what she wanted to be a warning tone, but her voice was so muffled and small that is sounded more like an encouragement.

She flinched as Usui began to move down more, his hands pressing against her back and pulling her body toward his lips. Misaki whimpered several times as he teased her, leaving kisses right where her pants started to cover her skin. He went as low as he dared and she shivered as her nails dug into his shoulders. He continued this taunting for a while before he was satisfied with her reactions.

Slowly, Usui then moved back up to her bellybutton, earning another squeal from her, before heading upward again.

He kissed her ribcage on her right side, stopping just before the material of clothing ended before sliding his mouth over to her other side. As he kissed her left side, he could clearly feel her heart beating furiously beneath him and he only pulled her closer, their bare feet and legs tangled together.

Embarrassed beyond belief at what he was doing, Misaki grabbed his shoulders and gently curled her fingers into loose fists. Usui took her hint and moved his mouth down the center of her stomach again to kiss her bellybutton one last time before he finally raised his head and looked up at her face.

A thin layer of sweat beaded her forehead, her eyes were squeezed shut, her face was red and her breathing frantic as she panted for air; a sight so irresistible to him that the blonde boy had to stop himself from hugging her even tighter, lest he crush her to him. He smirked as he felt her fingers relax their grip on his shoulders and she progressively began to catch her breath. He rubbed his hands up and down her bare back until he felt her heart rate drop and she slowly opened her eyes.

The look she gave him when their eyes met told him that she wanted to kick him in the gut while kissing him at the same time.

Those golden irises held many different messages that he could read as clearly as if they had been printed in a book. At first they read, 'I really want to smack you' but that soon shifted to something else, something that told him she was enjoying this sweet torment, to an extent.

Then, she took a deep, shuddering breath before she spoke again.

"What? Is that all?" she challenged. "That wasn't even fifty."

Usui felt renewed encouragement blaze within him at her declaration, for it was a declaration of war; she was prepared for whatever he had in store, so was he going to give up before he had finished?

"I'm not out of tricks just yet." He stated.

Slackening his embrace on her and sliding his arms from underneath her body, he pulled her blouse back down to where it originally rested as he pushed her flat onto her back, pinning both of her arms down. Her heart skipped when he threw his left leg over her body and he hovered above her, trapping her to the bed now, but she did not let the flicker of distress show on her expression.

Usui leaned forward to begin his third round and started with a kiss to her forehead, then making his way along her temple to stop beside her left ear. Then he kissed her earlobe, earning yet another squeak from her. He did the same to the other ear before running his lips over her jawline. He kissed her on the nose and each cheek as well before moving to her chin.

Until now, his arms and legs had been fairly straight, but now they bent more and more and he closed the distance between their bodies.

Misaki swallowed hard as he kissed the side of her neck and she tried to calm her breathing as it began to become desperate again. She was fighting to keep her breath steady to no avail and wound up making cute little noises that reminded him exactly how defeated by her he was.

His hot lips against her skin cause her to shudder adorably and she felt him smirk. The boy kissed across her collarbones several times before he ventured below them a little. She whimpered again when he got too low and so he went back up.

Misaki's heart was racing again as his body pressed against hers, their warmth coming together in an intimate and lovable way.

To finish up his third attack, Usui kissed the base of her throat and Misaki gasped, leaving him satisfied as he pulled away to stare down at her from above again. Her face was turned to one side, and her eyes were squeezed shut again. Her blouse was ruffled and her chest heaved as she fought for air.

He waited until she opened her eyes and managed to pant out, "Is that all you've got?"

"Well of course there's a round four." He smirked.

"Glad to hear it." Taking her words as a cue, Usui snaked his arms under her back as he pressed his chest down on top of hers. He began kissing her shoulders and the side of her neck, and her collarbones again. "Hey, stop cheating." She wheezed dizzily. "No kissing twice in the same spot."

"Did I say that? Oh well then just don't count these." He shrugged.

Usui kissed her chest again before briefly turning his face to the side and resting his cheek on her shoulder. He let his eyes close for a moment, taking in her scent and listening to her heartbeat before he continued with his game. He moved back up the side of her neck until he reacher her jawline again.

Then Usui raised himself once more to look down at her, still pinned beneath him, like a rabbit by a lion. "Prepare yourself for the 100th kiss." He warned.

"Jerk. So you've been...making me count this entire time for no reason?"

"Hehe." He chuckled, waiting for her to catch her breath.

At last she nodded up at him and he went down again, pressing his lips against hers at last; the finale they had both been waiting for most of all.

Though she was dizzy and winded, Misaki kissed him back fervently, since this had been her only chance throughout the entire game to get her revenge. She was able to hold her breath for much long than she thought she could, but Usui kept letting her breathe briefly in between kisses.

Then, the passion slowly melted into something much gentler. Usui smiled as she kissed him back sweetly, tenderly, and he finally pulled away from her.

They shared smiles for a moment as they caught their breaths, then, Usui got off of her and flopped down onto his back at her side. Yet he had not let of his grip on her and he took her with him so that she now lay on top of him.

He hugged her back as her arms curled cutely onto his chest. He removed the damp towel from her shoulders and he played with her soft tresses.

"So then, who would you say won that war?" He wondered, as she drowsily lifted her head.

"It was a tie." She decided, pecking him quickly.

"Fair enough."

Then she said the words that had been present in her eyes before, the words that had been hanging on her tongue all night and even much before that.

"I love you, Baka Usui."

"I love you more, Misaki." He replied; using her first name always got her flustered, and now was no exception.

" are we going to prove to Manager that you completed her one hundred kisses dare?" The girl asked.

"We can't." He shrugged.

"Baka Usui..." she mumbled.

Usui held her tighter as she shivered a little, and after a moment of tensing up, Misaki relaxed against him and allowed herself to nestle into his shirt.

"Hey now," he said, bowing his head toward her and bonking her lightly. "Don't hide your pretty face from me."

"S-Shut up." She recoiled deeper into her hiding place on his chest before slowly raising her eyes to gaze up at him like a puppy.

"That's better." He smiled, embracing her small shoulders as he kissed the top of her head.

"Baka Usui. I love you." She breathed affectionately before yawning and letting her eyelids fall shut.

Instead of informing her of the fact that she had already said that, Usui let it slide as he basked in her fond words.

Usui stayed awake only a moment longer before he too slipped into the realm of sleep, holding the girl he loved in his arms, savoring her warmth.

There was something he could not get off his mind as he began to fade into slumber with a smirk on his face; even though he had told her he loved her in so many different ways, somehow, her one kiss in which she had said it back had been just as powerful as those one hundred kisses.

A/N: As always, I hope you enjoyed it! Sorry if it was rushed at the end, I wrote this for 3 hours non-stop till like 2AM. Did it meet your expectations? Exceed them? :3

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A coaching client of mine was negotiating a contract with a new employer, a large pension fund. It was a big job and she really wanted it. But there were long periods of silence from the company as they went back and forth on terms. Every time they’d go silent, she worried she might’ve pressed too far and that they were rethinking the whole thing.

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Think about the whole hiring process from an employer’s point of view. They realized they had a vacancy, the business may be growing, and they’re struggling to keep up. They need someone yesterday. Maybe they lost someone really valuable or had somebody move within the business. Or perhaps a leader has finally gotten the green light for a hire they’ve wanted to make for a long time, and they want to fill the vacancy before someone above them changes their mind.

Regardless, there’s generally a sense of urgency somewhere in the organization for the position to be filled. Someone is in pain because you’re not there yet.

Then there’s the process. In many companies, it’s a tortuous road that begins with drafting the job description, then posting the ad, reading resumes, and screening applicants. Next they move on to interviewing and the endless rounds, compounded by the many people who all need to be involved in that process. Most companies try to ensure each new hire is a good one, of course, because the cost and hassle of figuring out someone is a dud and replacing them is so high. But all this effort is time consuming and resource-intensive.

Usually, it means that as many people as possible meet the potential candidate. Firms that pride themselves on being highly collaborative like to make sure everyone who’ll be interacting with the new hire gets to meet them first.

So if you’re the applicant–unless you spent hours poring over your cover letter–you actually joined this process about two-thirds of the way through when you got invited in for an interview. You’re feeling relatively fresh, while they’re already getting worn out.

What To Do While You Wait

After you’ve made it through the interviews, the waiting game begins–for you. Now it’s time for your prospective employer to hold those after-interview meetings to compare you with the other finalists. That’s more work on their end that you don’t have to participate in. Finally, after filling out a bunch of evaluation forms and endless discussions, they reach consensus: It’s you.

This is why your point of greatest leverage in salary negotiations is this moment, immediately after they offer you the job. They’re exhausted and anxious to set a start date. But you’re only getting started.

Make no mistake: By this point, you should be ready to negotiate. Most job seekers know never to take the offer at face value and accept on the spot, even if everything sounds great at first. (And on some level, it’s even a little insulting to the person making the offer; they’re expecting you to ask questions and push back a little.) That doesn’t mean you should haggle endlessly, though. Your prospective employer knows what they think constitutes a fair offer. But before getting an offer, you need to have given some thought to what’s important to you.

And not just privately. Ideally, you shouldn’t get to the offer stage without having discussed salary expectations to determine whether they’re potentially willing to offer something in the ballpark of what you’re looking for. That’s usually done with the recruiter or someone from human resources in the first few rounds of discussions.

With that squared away early, you can get much more specific when an offer finally lands in your lap. During the waiting period, draw up a list of what you’ll need to know in order to assess the package as a whole, should you be offered one. That should include the details of salary plus a whole slate of other things many people overlook–vacation, pension (is it vested or not?), bonus, parental leave, paid travel, title, reporting line, support for further study, and so on.

Write up your list and note the minimum and maximum of what you’d like to see for each of those items. This is your negotiating plan. It’s the ideal baseline that every subsequent compromise will follow from, and you’ll have it on standby at the moment of your greatest possible leverage. Then listen to the offer. Get the details. Ask questions.

Ask For More, Then Hang Tight

Even if the offer is good and you’re planning to accept it, it’s always worth asking for more. Check if there’s flexibility on a benefit like vacation, for instance. Or try to get any financial increase in the offer–first and foremost onto your salary, not as a signing bonus.

The starting salary matters most because that’s the base upon which all future earnings in the company will be compounded. For example, your pension (if you’re offered one) will be calculated off that base, and so will bonuses calculated as a percentage of salary, plus any fixed-rate cost-of-living increases. You want all of those items to be pegged to the highest possible base.

The toughest lesson? My coaching client at the pension fund said the hardest part was hanging tight and letting the process play out. At this point, they want you. So as long as you’re professional and courteous, it’s the best time to test out just how badly.

Corrie Shanahan is an executive coach whose global clients include senior executives at Discovery Communications, Mars Inc., and the World Bank.

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It’s pretty incredible that American Dad, which resumes its 14th season tonight on TBS, has lasted into its teenage years. From the outside, it very clearly looks like a dumbass show: a cartoon sitcom by the guy who made Family Guy, starring the guy who made Family Guy, with the same animation style and the same general conceit. There’s this traditional American family, with a mother, a father, a nerdy brother, a rebellious sister, and an evil alien man-baby in place of Family Guy’s evil baby-man. Everyone’s kind of an incompetent buffoon, though they smarten up when the story demands, and also there’s a talking pet. In theory, it reads like a cynical, uninspired cash-grab by Seth Macfarlane, a creator-star who probably could’ve sold a TV adaptation of the phone book back in 2005. In practice, however, American Dad remains one the sharpest animated comedies of our time.

There are probably a dozen or so reasons for this and they are all some form of “the writers wrote it better.” At the heart of it, though, is an intellectual curiosity which seems to have forever evaded Family Guy, which achieved Flanderization almost right out the gate. American Dad has never been content to let either its characters or its storytelling grow staid.

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Stan, the titular American dad, was originally written as a staunchly conservative emblem of the Bush years; early plots centered around his religion, his xenophobia, his insistence on traditional family values and so forth. Over time his conservatism receded into the background, allowing Stan to grow in ways most animated characters do not. The joke for many early seasons is that Stan hates Jeff, his daughter’s pothead boyfriend. When he nearly dies after a seventh-season conflict with his wealthier brother, Stan finally accepts Jeff into his heart — an emotional development that only causes him more grief two seasons later, when Jeff discovers that Roger is an alien and Stan must kill one of them to protect the family (The CIA, Stan’s employer, is perpetually hunting down Roger; it’s a whole thing.) American Dad is a cartoon full of moral dilemmas that are distinctly un-cartoonish. When Stan competes with a time-traveling cyborg version of himself to win back his wife Francine in season five, it seems entirely plausible that he might lose. American Dad is not afraid of reinventing itself.

The sci-fi component is a huge part of this. Stan’s role as a CIA officer (giving him access to wild adventures and futuristic technology) and Roger’s role as a genderless pansexual alien (…ditto) open the door to incredible flights of narrative fancy, more on par with Rick & Morty or Futurama than traditional family cartoon sitcoms like Bob’s Burgers or The Simpsons. American Dad travels through space, time, virtual reality and whimsical fantasy worlds.

The show’s core concerns remain grounded throughout: Stan’s constant struggle to protect his wife and children without stripping them of any agency; Francine’s quest to have a rich, satisfying life outside of the house; Steve’s hapless attempts to figure out what, exactly, it is to be a man; Hayley’s insistence on making the world a better place for everyone, not just their family. And then, yes, there’s Roger, American Dad‘s wild card and certainly its funniest character. With his ever-shifting costumes, wigs, and personalities, Roger gives American Dad the power to change genre on a whim, leaping from noir crime drama to after school special to Comedy Central roast to tense psychological thriller. His dialogue is pretty reliably the funniest in the show, chaotic and childish yet improbably detailed. Like Charlie on It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Roger is one of those rare sitcom characters who is written within clearly defined parameters but is still totally unpredictable.

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Closely related to Roger’s shape-shifting is American Dad’s broader formal experimentation. Once or twice a season the writers throw the playbook out the window and adopt another form, as in “Blood Crieth Unto Heaven,” an O’Neil-style well-made play; “Rapture’s Delight,” basically a short sci-fi/fantasy film; and “Hot Water,” a horror-musical guest-starring Cee Lo Green. Episodes like these, always peppered with delicious visual flourishes and whip-smart humor, prove that it is indeed possible for old characters to have new adventures, be they in the home or in some distant galaxy.

Oh — and remember how funny Patrick Stewart was in Logan? Well, he’s been doing that in American Dad for more than a decade now as Deputy Director Avery Bullock. It’s truly something else.

American Dad is like any good American family: always evolving, always transforming to meet the demands of society as they fight through actual problems and embrace their dysfunctionality.

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She sprinted down the pathway, her breath ragged and harsh against the early morning.

Her bare feet smacking and slapping on the crumbling concrete.

She bid her body to move faster, her movements almost graceful as she twisted and clawed the air with her arms tearing through the streets.

Hey thighs rubbing and scraping, her teeth clenched tightly to the point of injury.

She sprayed herself sideways as she turned a corner, dragging the dusty concrete with her as she slammed to the side. The house she hit rattled slightly, the windows echoing the impact.

She spat on the ground and continued running, tripping and scraping up the ancient stairs and thrusting herself into the damp door of the old Academy.

She loped into the last building she'd ever grace in her human life.

Peter perused his screen quietly.

No-one's online? Bah! Can't be! It's holidays, everyones awake, all teens go nocturnal. Servers down for maintenance on World of Warcraft and it's 11am in America, so none of them are on. I'm bored of youtube, and I'm almost out of bandwidth anyway. What else… up to date on all my manga, Naruto, Bleach and One Piece…

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Of course not! It's just a bit dead at the moment.

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How will high speed rail impact housing affordability?

High speed rail

Once again, the idea of high speed rail is being floated as a solution to Australia’s affordability woes. What could it do to property prices?

High speed rail seems to be one of those political carrots that gets dangled any time an election approaches. Politicians like to woo voters with the promise of a rail network connecting major cities with regional areas. Most recently, Prime Minister Malcolm Turnbull, along with Liberal backbencher John Alexander, floated the idea of a high speed rail link running from Melbourne to Brisbane. At an estimated cost of between $60 billion and $114 billion, Alexander said the hypothetical rail link would ease pressure on Australia’s capital cities.

“Building high-speed rail terminals on farming land adjacent to these cities will increase population and commercial activity, expanding townships without damaging existing amenity. This growth will help rebalance our nation’s settlement and act as a release valve on overly congested major cities. And as quality housing will be available at a fraction of big city prices, costs of living will ultimately fall,” Alexander wrote in an opinion piece for The Australian.

Mortgage Choice chief executive John Flavell agrees, and says a lack of infrastructure is a major factor putting pressure on housing affordability.

“In terms of housing affordability, the reality of the situation is that in Australia we have some of the highest rates of urbanisation of anywhere on the globe, and we all flock to the capital cities for the opportunities they afford us. In absence of sophisticated high speed travel linkages, the problem just heaps on top of itself,” Flavell tells

Flavell points to other countries where high speed rail has alleviated population pressures on major cities and allowed commuters to move to further-flung satellite areas.

“If you look at other nations where they want to take advantage of open space - and in Australia we’ve got a lot of it - high speed rail networks can make a big difference. Just look at the United Kingdom. I can be at Paddington Station in the centre of London, and an hour later I can be amid rolling fields in Gloucestershire. That changes the dynamic in terms of people’s willingness and ability to live in remote areas,” he says.

Allowing people to live outside the capital cities wouldn’t just ease pressure on the capitals, Adelaide Bank general manager of third party mortgages Damian Percy tells It would also have potential flow-on effects that could benefit regional areas, and see their economies delivered a boost as populations swell.

“Anything that provides an alternative to living directly adjacent to the main cities is good. People would either be more comfortable in commuting and living farther out, or there’s the circular effect where a larger population in those areas means jobs get attracted to the areas themselves,” Percy says. “As long as there are jobs and amenities, or jobs and amenities can be easily accessed, people will live outside the obvious areas.”

High speed rail

While high speed rail could take the pressure off the capital cities, could it begin to transfer the housing affordability problem to regional centres instead? Flavell says it’s inevitable that as regional centres become more attractive and commuting from the areas becomes more feasible, property values will rise.

“If you look at places like the Gold Coast, rail links can make a material difference in terms of prices. If I know I don’t have to live in Brisbane but can get to work effectively and efficiently if I get on the train at Robina, it does push up property prices.”

Alexander has suggested that prices in regional areas could skyrocket, a development he’s painted as enormously positive.

"You will push up prices enormously around Goulburn, people will be delighted," Alexander told Fairfax.

There’s certainly evidence to suggest that major infrastructure projects have a positive impact on property prices, but while Flavell agrees prices would rise, he says it’s unlikely such a rise would be as dramatic as the rises spurred by increased urban density in Australia’s capitals.

“It does not push them up to the extent as it would to continue to heap pressure on urban centres,” he says.

Percy agrees, and says regional centres will be much more nimble in adapting to demand, which is likely to keep house prices in the areas from growing out of control.

“If we were working on the principle that there would be an increase in demand without a matching increase in supply, then yes. The difference is unlike Sydney, where there are a range of constraints that preclude the city expanding, when it comes to putting people into Newcastle or Wollongong or Bendigo or Ballarat, there’s no shortage of land in those places,” he says. “Those places want more population. They want more people. There might be a modest increase, but the ability of the market to react to that is much greater in the second tier cities.”

Ultimately, high speed rail might be one answer to Australia’s housing affordability problem. However, those looking to rail links as a panacea are likely to be disappointed, Percy says.

“It’s not one cohort or characteristic that’s driving prices up. There’s negative gearing and supply constraints and problems with infill development, along with infrastructure. Fixing one won’t bring house prices down, but fixing a number of them would,” he says.

Percy does concede, though, that anything taking pressure off Australia’s major urban centres is desirable.

Of course, the real obstacle to high speed rail easing housing affordability is the likelihood of the infrastructure ever actually being put in place. Percy is sceptical that the latest announcement brings Australia any closer to high speed rail becoming a reality.

“I think you can set your watch by the Very Fast Train press releases. Everyone likes trains, and if you’ve ever ridden on one they’re incredibly cool. They’re also very expensive. I think politicians like the idea of them more than they like the idea of paying for them,” Percy says.

And Flavell argues that time and effort could first be put into improving the already-existing rail networks.

“If you look at people on the Central Coast or Wollongong who commute to Sydney, they will use the rail network, but the rail network is slow and it’s not a quality product, so the appeal diminishes,” he says.

Percy echoes this sentiment, saying most commuters would be happy just to see more modest improvements to public transportation.

“Most commuters would prefer a somewhat fast train before a Very Fast Train. I think they’d settle for a fast enough train.”

Proposed stopCurrent median house price
Wagga Wagga$382,500
Southern Highlands$743,750
Central Coast$371,250
Port Macquarie$478,777
Coffs Harbour$414,000
Gold Coast$538,000

Sources: CoreLogic RP Data, ABS, APM

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Finnix 111
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Release date 2015-06-04
Based on Debian testing (2015-05-30)
Kernel Linux 4.0
Packages x86 (464), ARM (453), PowerPC (448)

Filename Arch Size Released GPG BitTorrent
finnix-111.iso x86 160 MiB 2015-06-04 Signature Torrent
finnix-armhf-111.iso ARM 109 MiB 2015-06-04 Signature Torrent
finnix-ppc-111.iso PowerPC 155 MiB 2015-06-04 Signature Torrent

For a full list of changes, see the Finnix 111 Launchpad milestone list.

ARM support

Finnix 111 introduces support for the ARM (armhf) architecture, in addition to existing x86 and PowerPC archicture support. Finnix 111 for ARM is currently classified as a "technology preview", and primarily targets the Versatile Express A9 platform, as emulated by QEMU. This makes it easy to download and test via QEMU on a standard PC without special hardware.

Additional platforms are planned for the future. Finnix for ARM has been successfully tested on the Raspberry Pi 2, when combined with Raspberry Pi firmware and a custom kernel.

OverlayFS support

Finnix 111 includes Linux kernel 4.0, which includes OverlayFS functionality. Previous Finnix releases used AUFS to overlay a ramdisk on top of a compressed root filesystem, but required a kernel patch, as AUFS is not in the upstream Linux kernel. Finnix 111 now uses OverlayFS directly, which means that special (non-upstream) kernel functionality is no longer required in Finnix kernels. This will help VPS providers better integrate Finnix into their platforms, and will make kernel maintenance easier for future releases.

  • Booting the 32-bit kernel on 586 processors will result in a kernel panic. Please continue to use Finnix 110 if you need to boot a 586 system.

For general troubleshooting and notes, please see Documentation.

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