you?”
“Yes, I would like to apply for the position that I saw online.”
The girl nodded, “Of course. The way interviews are being handled is by being interviewed on the spot. It usually lasts about a half an hour. Are you free to stay?”
Marisa’s eyes got big and she nodded, “Of course.”
“Great. I will see if the boss is available. Please, have a seat over there,” she pointed to the chairs and Marisa went and took a seat. She found herself extremely nervous, as she scrunched the paper in her hands and waited for a response. It was about five minutes later, when she was walking back to her. “You may follow me.”
Marisa attempted several short breaths, to gain her composure. When they reached a door, she noted that she was still as nervous as ever. The woman opened the door, allowing her to walk into an office. The moment she got inside, she saw a tall, dark, and gorgeous guy sitting at his computer.
Her voice escaped her, as he looked up. He had the most magnetizing blue eyes, with brown wavy hair. His smile was charismatic and she was completely gone. “Hello. Please have a seat.” He motioned to the chair in front of his desk.
She sat down, unable to function while looking at him. He smiled, cocking an eyebrow and giving her a peculiar look. “Why don’t you start off with something about yourself.”
She searched for the words, realizing that she had to say something. “Um…my…my name is Marisa Jamison.”
“Ms. Jamison, it is a pleasure meeting you.” Again he smiled and she was caught off guard. “My name is Jeffrey Bradley, one of the lawyers here.” She smiled, still unable to speak. “Why don’t you tell me about your experience.”
She looked down at her hands, then slowly her eyes went back to him. “Well, I don’t really have much experience. I currently work at a restaurant.”
“For how long?” He asked, taking down notes.
“Five years,” she replied, hoping to soon start breathing regularly again.
“It is true that this is different from a restaurant, but you have to have customer service skills.”
“I definitely have that,” she spoke, suddenly feeling a bit better.
He smiled, “Tell me why you would want to work in a place like this?”
“Well, the restaurant I work in is getting ready to close and a lot of positions that I was looking at require more experience. I think this would be an interesting job.” She shrugged, “I am a quick learner.”
He took down some more notes and then looked up. “Well, there have been several applicants. Some more qualified than others. The pay is competitive and we offer a strong benefits package. You would start at $55,000 a year.”
She nearly fell off her chair. “Are…are you serious?”
He nodded, “Did I stutter?” His face was blank, like he had flipped a switch and joined the dark side, but then quietly laughed and she shook off the strange feeling she had.
“No, but just a bit taken aback.”
He nodded, regaining his smile. He then stood up and she figured that the interview was over. She was bummed to realize that it was only about fifteen minutes and she figured that that was not a good sign. She stood up and shook his outstretched hand. “When can you start?”
Her jaw dropped, “I’m sorry?”
He shot another glare in her direction. “When….can…you…start? My assistant quit last minute and I need a replacement.” He stated, slowly easing out the words.
“As soon as you need me.” She conceded, knowing that she would have to work around her work schedule. She just was elated by the turn of events.
“Okay, then I will see you tomorrow.” He sat down and went back to his computer.
She processed the words in her mind, but before leaving she glanced back in his direction. “Tomorrow is Saturday.”
He nodded, “I’m aware, Ms.