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Chapter Two

"Mum,dad. I will really kill myself if you don't get me a job that pays well," Joyce cried,stamping her feet on the ground in akimbo. She was a beautiful young lady of twenty five but with a petty job even though she was a literate. Her parents knew her to be always unserious and careless but with integrity. She was also known to be a trouble 'stirer.' She had beaten a few men,till they lost consciousness,who had asked her parents for her hand in marriage. Both rich and poor men.

Joyce had once ended up behind bar as a result of 'disciplining',as she claimed it,a rich man who asked for her name and address. It seemed the man was persistent as she refused to give him what he wanted,so she 'disciplined' him.

"Joyce," her parents chorused.

"Be calm," Donald,her father said.

"You can kill us if you want or yourself. Aren't you supposed to be the one out there seeking up and down for a job?" Felicia,her mother said. She continued, "You have no shame,dear child. So,you want your father and I to look for a job and tell you, 'Oh,baby! We've gotten a job for you. We were even interviewed on your behalf. Just go there on Monday and you'll be accepted.' Total nonsense," Felicia uttered.

" Felicia..., "Donald tried to say.

" Wait,dad. Let me talk, don't worry,"Joyce cut in and faced her mother. "You're wrong,mum. I'll be expecting you to tell me 'My dear child,I have submitted your credentials to Andrews company which is the company you so much want to work and you are to..."

"Stop this nonsense. Now!" Her father shouted." Like mother,like daughter,"he added angrily.

"Is that a compliment, dad?" Joyce teased with a smile.

"You can ask me again," he replied.

"Never mind,but you should know that your wife started it first," Joyce said,smiling.

"Whatever! Just look for a job if you need more money. Arguing with your mother won't solve anything," he said.

"Alright. Mother," she called.

Her mother turned her face away teasingly. Then, she wanted to make her look her way. "Mother,let's go to the Andrews. We'll both look for the job," she muttered with a smile.

Felicia turned to her and shouted, "What!"

"Just kidding," Joyce declared and they both laughed,including Donald. "You guys should know I was just joking. Sorry, if you think all that was real. It's just so hard to get a job in this fucking country. The manager of the last company I applied for wanted me to exchange myself for a job. I told you both,right? I really need money to take care of you," she whined in worry.

Felicia and Donald were always happy to have Joyce as their child. She always make them smile even when they are depressed. She has neither brother nor sister before or after her which makes her an only child.

But they were happy.

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Joyce Donald was in her place of work,chatting with a friend named Angela. They were both working as waitresses in an eatery which was popularly known as 'Yes,thanks.'

The nickname was given to the restaurant as anybody who ate there always request for more. 'Yes,thanks' had always been the reply of most customers if they were asked, "Do you enjoy the meal?" Or "Do you want to order for more?"

"No matter how popular this place is,Angela,it will be bad if the pay refuses to increase. So many waiters and waitresses have been complaining about that," Joyce said to her friend.

"It's not as if they are not earning,Joyce. They are gaining a lot. The manager is just too stingy. He is a miser," Angela pointed out.

Felix,the manager of the restaurant approached them. Talk of the devil.

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Amana-Deena or Madinah_Writes
Amazing novel! Better than the last one I added???
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Amana-Deena or Madinah_Writes
Can't wait to read chapter 2 already! You're so talented❤
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Amana-Deena or Madinah_Writes
Wow! I'm in love with the plot and book cover!! Amazing!!!❤
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