did you put the arrangement together yourself?”
“Sure did.” He leaned in close and revealed, “I learn from the
best.”
“Well then, you must be talking about Katherine because she
taught me everything I know.”
“Yeah, she’s who I was talking about.” He laughed, making his way
back toward the prep room.
“Very funny,” I yelled over my shoulder.
Inventory kept me busy. There were only a few customers milling
around the store, and I was thankful for the short reprieve to catch up on some
basic data entry.
The bell above the door sounded as someone walked in, pulling my
attention from the computer. A young, blonde woman made her way toward me, a
bright smile lighting up her pretty face.
“How can I help you?” I asked in my usual upbeat, professional
tone. Even if I was in a bad mood, or distracted by something not so pleasant, it
all changed as soon as I was dealing with my customers. They were my lifeline,
after all.
“Hi. Yes, I wanted to know if you were hiring.”
Her inquiry came at the most unusual time. Matt and I were discussing
the other day how it would be nice to have another pair of hands with the day-to-day
orders and deliveries. But I didn’t even have the chance to place an ad or put
up a simple ‘Help Wanted’ sign in the window yet.
“Well, I was contemplating bringing in an additional person to
help out, but it would only be part-time. Is a part-time position something you
would be interested in?” Truth was, I was still learning the business part of
the shop and according to my financials, I couldn’t really afford to bring
someone on full-time. Not yet, at least.
“Part-time would be perfect.” There was something about the woman
standing in front of me I couldn’t put my finger on. She seemed friendly enough
but she regaled me with real interest, as if she thought she knew me from
somewhere. Then again, it could’ve simply been nerves. Maybe I was paying too
much attention to something which was a figment of my imagination.
Looking the girl over from
head to toe one more time, I dove right in with the necessary questions. “Do
you have any experience working in a flower shop?” I quickly assessed my
potential employee, doing my best to read her during the whole two minutes
she’d been in my shop. She looked to be older than me, maybe in her early to
mid-thirties, but in this day and age, I couldn’t really be sure. Her
personality seemed pleasant, and she had an air of confidence surrounding her.
No outward signs of crazy.
Then again, there was only so much you could tell from an initial
interview.
She smiled brightly as she answered. “I do have experience, close
to ten years’ worth. I used to work in my aunt’s shop back home in North
Carolina.”
I didn’t need much time to make my decision before I blurted out
my proposal. “I’ll tell you what. I can bring you in on a trial basis. Let’s
say a month. We’ll see how you fit in and what your skills are before a permanent
offer is extended.” Her smile widened which caused me to mirror her enthusiasm.
“What do you say?”
“Oh, my God, that would be amazing. Thank you so much.”
“Okay, great. Well, you can come by tomorrow, say around ten?” As
we were finishing up, Matt strolled in with a different array of flowers in his
hands.
Grabbing his attention, I introduced him to our newest addition. “Matt,
this is…” I stopped talking because I realized I’d never gotten the poor
woman’s name. “I apologize, but you never told me your name.”
“Oh, yeah, it would be helpful, right?” She gave Matt a once
over, obvious attraction in her stare. “It’s Megan. Megan Smith.”
“Hi, Megan.” Matt looked over at me, a look of confusion clouding
his face.
“I decided to hire Megan on part-time, on a temporary basis. If
she works out then we’ll have a new member on our team.”
“Oh, cool. Nice to meet you,” he said before making himself
scarce again.
Having no idea
“Sure did.” He leaned in close and revealed, “I learn from the
best.”
“Well then, you must be talking about Katherine because she
taught me everything I know.”
“Yeah, she’s who I was talking about.” He laughed, making his way
back toward the prep room.
“Very funny,” I yelled over my shoulder.
Inventory kept me busy. There were only a few customers milling
around the store, and I was thankful for the short reprieve to catch up on some
basic data entry.
The bell above the door sounded as someone walked in, pulling my
attention from the computer. A young, blonde woman made her way toward me, a
bright smile lighting up her pretty face.
“How can I help you?” I asked in my usual upbeat, professional
tone. Even if I was in a bad mood, or distracted by something not so pleasant, it
all changed as soon as I was dealing with my customers. They were my lifeline,
after all.
“Hi. Yes, I wanted to know if you were hiring.”
Her inquiry came at the most unusual time. Matt and I were discussing
the other day how it would be nice to have another pair of hands with the day-to-day
orders and deliveries. But I didn’t even have the chance to place an ad or put
up a simple ‘Help Wanted’ sign in the window yet.
“Well, I was contemplating bringing in an additional person to
help out, but it would only be part-time. Is a part-time position something you
would be interested in?” Truth was, I was still learning the business part of
the shop and according to my financials, I couldn’t really afford to bring
someone on full-time. Not yet, at least.
“Part-time would be perfect.” There was something about the woman
standing in front of me I couldn’t put my finger on. She seemed friendly enough
but she regaled me with real interest, as if she thought she knew me from
somewhere. Then again, it could’ve simply been nerves. Maybe I was paying too
much attention to something which was a figment of my imagination.
Looking the girl over from
head to toe one more time, I dove right in with the necessary questions. “Do
you have any experience working in a flower shop?” I quickly assessed my
potential employee, doing my best to read her during the whole two minutes
she’d been in my shop. She looked to be older than me, maybe in her early to
mid-thirties, but in this day and age, I couldn’t really be sure. Her
personality seemed pleasant, and she had an air of confidence surrounding her.
No outward signs of crazy.
Then again, there was only so much you could tell from an initial
interview.
She smiled brightly as she answered. “I do have experience, close
to ten years’ worth. I used to work in my aunt’s shop back home in North
Carolina.”
I didn’t need much time to make my decision before I blurted out
my proposal. “I’ll tell you what. I can bring you in on a trial basis. Let’s
say a month. We’ll see how you fit in and what your skills are before a permanent
offer is extended.” Her smile widened which caused me to mirror her enthusiasm.
“What do you say?”
“Oh, my God, that would be amazing. Thank you so much.”
“Okay, great. Well, you can come by tomorrow, say around ten?” As
we were finishing up, Matt strolled in with a different array of flowers in his
hands.
Grabbing his attention, I introduced him to our newest addition. “Matt,
this is…” I stopped talking because I realized I’d never gotten the poor
woman’s name. “I apologize, but you never told me your name.”
“Oh, yeah, it would be helpful, right?” She gave Matt a once
over, obvious attraction in her stare. “It’s Megan. Megan Smith.”
“Hi, Megan.” Matt looked over at me, a look of confusion clouding
his face.
“I decided to hire Megan on part-time, on a temporary basis. If
she works out then we’ll have a new member on our team.”
“Oh, cool. Nice to meet you,” he said before making himself
scarce again.
Having no idea
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