Chapter 5. The Job Hunt 1

"You have me now. Stop imagining and have me to your satisfaction," he responded.

"I will suck you like a lollipop," he said and slid his hand into his pants.

"You are free," he said, kissed his temple, and pushed his hand into his pants.

Their love waxed stronger until that evil day when the earthquake triggered a landslide. He escaped but Denise could not and was buried under it. The incident left an ever fresh wound in his heart and it affected his relationship with the people around him.

Meanwhile, his clerk and secretary, who worked closely with him, saw things differently. They believed that he was a nice boss. He had never harassed them sexually like other bosses do and often spoiled them with gifts. Unknown to them, he was gay.

"My bad!" He exclaimed and hit his hand on the table.

Nevertheless, he took a deep breath and said, "I hope he would not be scared to come back."

The Local Bar And Resort 

I arrived at the gate and met a guard and a man. Their faces were expressionless and I did not know what to expect.

All the same, I greeted them respectfully and made my purpose of visit known, "Good evening, Officers. I need a job."

Unlike the officers in the mining field who do not love their job and master, they attended to me officially.

"That is good. Can I have your application?" The guard requested.

I handed my application to him and he perused it. Thereafter, he looked at me and said, "I will hand it over to the manager. He will invite you if he needs you."

I have heard that severally and I took it in my stride.

"Thank you, Officer, for informing me," I appreciated him and walked away.

I could not say what happened. I was some meters away when he called out to me and I turned. 

"Kindly come back," he requested and I began to walk back.

When I got to the gate, he explained, "My colleague just informed me that one of the janitors had been sick and absent from work. The management may need a relief staff."

I was thrilled to hear that and it flashed across my face.

"I see," I responded and waited for his instructions.

"Come with me," he said to me and led the way.

I followed him to the manager's office and saw a man in his late twenties. After the greetings, the officer explained why we were there and handed my application to him. I held my breath and watched him as he read through it. Afterward, he looked up. My heart sank into my stomach while he gave me a searching look.

"Why are you specific with your position? What happens if you are needed in the other departments?" He asked me.

"I beg to leave," the officer said and he excused him.

At that point, I changed my mind and resolved to take up any job.

"I can rewrite the application, Sir," I said quickly.

He was pleased with my decision and advised me, "That is good to hear. Take this paper, sit down on the couch, and use the center table," he stretched the paper to me and directed me to the couch.

I was pleased with the gesture because it saved me the trouble of going back home to rewrite the application and return it.

"Thank you for this, Manager," I appreciated him and collected the paper.

"Nevermind. Just write an application for a job, and it suffices."

"I got it, Manager," I said, sat on the couch and began to write.

I could feel him wrapping me up with his eyes. I was uncomfortable and wished that I could see Hendrick and ask him questions about that.

"Do that quickly. I wish to attend to you before I leave for the bar," he informed me.

I increased my pace and hurriedly answered him, "I will, Manager."

In a jiffy, I was through and handed the application to him. He glanced through it and said, "Come with me at once. You will get the appointment letter before you leave."

"I am grateful, Manager," I said happily and waited for him to lead the way.

He led me to the other staff members and introduced me as one of them. I was delighted to know that I was a permanent staff and not a relief one 

"His name is Julius," he informed them.

They smiled genuinely and welcomed me, "We are happy to have you, Julius."

The girls among them giggled to get my attention.

I smiled back at them and answered them, "I am happy to be one of you. Thank you for having me."

"Ensure that you help him to find his footing. Did you get me?"

"Yes, Manager," they answered him simultaneously.

He returned to his office, and one of them, a man in his mid-twenties, said to me, "Come with me."

I followed him and the others returned to work. He led me to the Cocktail and Mocktail Section and I saw different kinds of alcoholic drinks.

"Have you worked in a bar before, Julius?" He asked me politely.

"Not at all," I answered him. "What is your name, please?" I asked him.

"I see. I am the supervisor but my name is Andrea."

"It is all right, Supervisor," I said and waited for him to begin his work.

He looked into my eyes for a while and gave me a friendly smile.

"You can call me Andrea," he said.

"I got it, Andrea," I said and focused on him.

He introduced the different drinks and their uses to me and I was following with rapt attention.

"You need to write it down, or you will forget everything," he pointed out.

I looked around in search of writing materials but found none.

"I can get one for you," he volunteered and walked to the store.

He returned quickly with a booklet and a pen and handed them to me. I collected them and appreciated him.

"I will take the lecture again. The difference between cocktail and mocktail is simple. Mocktail drink is usually iced and made with various ingredients, which I will teach you later, but without alcohol. Did you get me?"

"Yes, Andrea."

"Good. Kindly write it down," he said and waited for me to do that.

After writing it, he continued, "Cocktail is an alcoholic drink. It is made by mixing two or more drinks together."

He paused and watched me as I wrote his explanation down. When I was through, he continued. I was happy to be with him because he was a patient supervisor.

"You are a good student," he praised me and I blushed.

"I will help you to adapt quickly if you cooperate with me," he said with a broad smile.

Despite my reservation about the place especially their little pay, I was happy and willing to do whatever he asked me to do even though I did not know what he meant by that. I will not allow the job to slip off my hands.