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didn’t blow my chances of getting the job.
“Oh. Well, that’s not a problem. Where do you live?” he asked curiously as he sat back in his chair folding his arms across his chest.
“Not far… 695 St. Mark’s Place.”
“Shut the hell up! Wait, seriously, I live there! Apartment #10, we’re neighbors!” he slammed his hands on the desk catching me off guard. I jumped back in my seat, my eyes widened and my mouth dropped open a little. I spilled my coffee on the floor and as I looked up at him, feeling like
a complete loser, he seemed to be panicked. He scared the hell out of me. I almost had a heart attack.
“Jesus, I’m sorry.” He laughed. “I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said seriously as he handed me a paper towel. My cell phone vibrated in my purse. I pulled out the cell phone and there was a text
from Vivian. I glanced down and smiled. She made me relax after Mr. Hearns scared me half to death.
“Everything okay?” he asked curiously.
“Yes. It’s just my best friend Vivian. I can’t make a move without her blessing.”
“Really? How long have you been friends?”
“Forever.”
“Nice…well, we’re done here,” he said seriously. “So, since you live so close to me, I’ll have one of the officers take you home at night. Wow! That’s so strange, though. It’s a small world, ain’t
that right, Jen? You don’t mind if I call you Jen, do you?” His brown eyes smiled at me as he leaned forward resting his big hands on top of his desk.
“No, Jen is fine. It sure is a small world. I live in apartment 12 upstairs on the fifth floor,” I said hesitantly as I stared into his big dark brown eyes. I wasn’t sure if I should have given him that
information, yet I’m sitting in his office applying for a job. I have to thank my father for these feelings of insecurity.
“Well then, little lady. You’re hired. Let’s fill out the paperwork so I can get you on payroll. When can you start?” he stood up and grabbed a pen from his desk drawer and tossed the application on the desk. I stood staring at him not giving him an answer. He glanced over at the clock.
“How about tonight? I could really use the money.” I sounded desperate but I wanted to make some money right away. What else did I have to do tonight anyway?
“How ‘bout this, Jen? How about if I pay you off the books so I don’t have to put you on payroll and you don’t get taxed and I could pay you every night? You can have all of that clean money to yourself. It’s like you don’t even work here. Just fill out your name and address…you know,
birthdate and stuff,” he said as he walked around his desk and leaned against it in front of me with his arms folded across his chest.
“Isn’t that illegal?” I said innocently, but sounding God awfully childish. “Legal…shmegal.” He smiled. “Not really, but, I’m the boss. I can afford to pay you say, around, fifteen dollars an hour.
What do you say, kid?” You could see he was getting bored with the conversation. I made my decision quickly and stood up.
“Sure, I mean, yes, thank you.” I was so excited I didn’t know what to do next.
“Well then… welcome aboard little lady! Let me show you around and introduce you. Come along. Can you keep a secret?” he grabbed me gently by the hand.
“Yeah… sure,” I said cautiously as my eyebrows frowned at him. His touch alarmed me.
“Um…listen…don’t tell anyone that you’re my neighbor. They’ll think I got you the job. You know…favoritism. It’ll make things awkward for you around here. You’re a beautiful, young lady,
Jen, and the guys in here will be hitting on you all of the time, so be careful and ignore them…most of them, anyway,” he whispered in my ear.
“No problem,” I whispered back. He frightened me a little, and my body tensed up when he got so close to my ear. I didn’t want anyone hitting on me, and I definitely didn’t feel I was going to make
“Oh. Well, that’s not a problem. Where do you live?” he asked curiously as he sat back in his chair folding his arms across his chest.
“Not far… 695 St. Mark’s Place.”
“Shut the hell up! Wait, seriously, I live there! Apartment #10, we’re neighbors!” he slammed his hands on the desk catching me off guard. I jumped back in my seat, my eyes widened and my mouth dropped open a little. I spilled my coffee on the floor and as I looked up at him, feeling like
a complete loser, he seemed to be panicked. He scared the hell out of me. I almost had a heart attack.
“Jesus, I’m sorry.” He laughed. “I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said seriously as he handed me a paper towel. My cell phone vibrated in my purse. I pulled out the cell phone and there was a text
from Vivian. I glanced down and smiled. She made me relax after Mr. Hearns scared me half to death.
“Everything okay?” he asked curiously.
“Yes. It’s just my best friend Vivian. I can’t make a move without her blessing.”
“Really? How long have you been friends?”
“Forever.”
“Nice…well, we’re done here,” he said seriously. “So, since you live so close to me, I’ll have one of the officers take you home at night. Wow! That’s so strange, though. It’s a small world, ain’t
that right, Jen? You don’t mind if I call you Jen, do you?” His brown eyes smiled at me as he leaned forward resting his big hands on top of his desk.
“No, Jen is fine. It sure is a small world. I live in apartment 12 upstairs on the fifth floor,” I said hesitantly as I stared into his big dark brown eyes. I wasn’t sure if I should have given him that
information, yet I’m sitting in his office applying for a job. I have to thank my father for these feelings of insecurity.
“Well then, little lady. You’re hired. Let’s fill out the paperwork so I can get you on payroll. When can you start?” he stood up and grabbed a pen from his desk drawer and tossed the application on the desk. I stood staring at him not giving him an answer. He glanced over at the clock.
“How about tonight? I could really use the money.” I sounded desperate but I wanted to make some money right away. What else did I have to do tonight anyway?
“How ‘bout this, Jen? How about if I pay you off the books so I don’t have to put you on payroll and you don’t get taxed and I could pay you every night? You can have all of that clean money to yourself. It’s like you don’t even work here. Just fill out your name and address…you know,
birthdate and stuff,” he said as he walked around his desk and leaned against it in front of me with his arms folded across his chest.
“Isn’t that illegal?” I said innocently, but sounding God awfully childish. “Legal…shmegal.” He smiled. “Not really, but, I’m the boss. I can afford to pay you say, around, fifteen dollars an hour.
What do you say, kid?” You could see he was getting bored with the conversation. I made my decision quickly and stood up.
“Sure, I mean, yes, thank you.” I was so excited I didn’t know what to do next.
“Well then… welcome aboard little lady! Let me show you around and introduce you. Come along. Can you keep a secret?” he grabbed me gently by the hand.
“Yeah… sure,” I said cautiously as my eyebrows frowned at him. His touch alarmed me.
“Um…listen…don’t tell anyone that you’re my neighbor. They’ll think I got you the job. You know…favoritism. It’ll make things awkward for you around here. You’re a beautiful, young lady,
Jen, and the guys in here will be hitting on you all of the time, so be careful and ignore them…most of them, anyway,” he whispered in my ear.
“No problem,” I whispered back. He frightened me a little, and my body tensed up when he got so close to my ear. I didn’t want anyone hitting on me, and I definitely didn’t feel I was going to make
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