"Hey Sean," you say a little shocked that he's noticed you," you work here?"
"7 days in a row today," Sean pouts," starting today."
"Ouch man," you sympathize," I'm unemployed."
"That sucks," Sean says," you should get a job her. We have an opening."
"You think so?" you ask.
"If a dumb guy like me can do it, I'm sure a computer genius like yourself will be perfect here," says Sean giving you a good hard slap on the back.
You're not a computer genius, but you are smarter then Sean. "So where do I apply?"
"I'll introduce you to my boss," Sean offers and motions for you to follow him.
You follow Sean to the backroom and to a small little office door. Sean gently knocks and a voice says," Com'on in."
Sean opens the door to show a big man sitting behind the desk. He's wearing some thick glasses, a tight button up shirt that's straining against his flabby body and is sitting at a desk with one of the most powerful computers the store has to offer. He's also balding and has a warm smile," Hey Sean, who's your friend?"
"He's (insert your name here)," Sean answers," and he's looking for a job."
"Please do sit down boys," says Sean's boss offers," I'm Terry by the way."
With that Terry extends his hand and you shake it.
Terry gives you a quick interview and hires you on the spot.
"Welcome aboard," Terry says standing up and walking over to you and giving you a bear hug.
"Thank you sir," you smile and pat Terry's back.
"You start tomorrow at 9, but best to get here half an hour early to get the run down and such," Terry tells you letting go of the hug," I'll assign you to work with Sean for the first week to get you into the job."
"Sounds like a good plan," you add.
"I guess I'll see you bright and early tomorrow morning," Terry smiles," have a good day."
"You too," you wave and Sean leads you back into the main area.
"Welcome aboard man," Sean smiles," I'm glad you're going to work here."
"Wouldn't you like one of your buddies from your football team instead?" you ask.
"Maybe," Sean says putting his hands on his hips," but we fool around too much and I can't work well with them in a closed area like this."
"I understand," you answer," I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
"See ya man," Sean says and you walk out the door.
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