Novel & Cerita You Had One Job Meme

She surprises, knowing that an inmate like me was had nice jobs outside before end up here. “But unfortunately…” She closes my letter and sighs, which’s making me tense and sweat. “We don’t have more job left which you applied on your application letter. You came late and somebody had already applied for that job” She explains. “But… we do have one job left!” She says. “Can you teach yoga?” She asks. “W-what?!” I respond surprisingly, my brows raised. “Oh, of course! Mmm yeah, I can!” I grin with a big awkward smile on my face.

“Don’t be dramatic. I’ve just been stressed. I told you already. What ever news you have is going to determine my diet for the following week, so out with it already.” “Way to put pressure on a girl.” She huffed, “I found two possible jobs, one as an extra in a zombie movie…” I shook my head, “that’s what I thought- off the list. The second isn’t really on the list. It’s a fifty fifty thing. It’s pretty much a rumor at this point but I spoke to Johan. Ya remember him?” “Yeah, the guy that tried to touch your boobs once, go on.”

I even had the maid double my portion of the food, I would need a lot of stamina for tears, wouldn't I? I was busy munching on my delicacy while scrolling through social media when a message notification popped up on my phone screen. My brows furrowed as I clicked on it. “Congratulations Miss Williams, you have been offered a job position at Glassdoor empire, the details of the employment will be communicated to you through your mailbox.” I threw a chunk of food out of my mouth and jumped up excitedly, I couldn't contain my joy, I had done it, I had overridden Jethro's condemnation.

It’s cracked, grimy, and currently displaying four unread notifications: two from my bank (rude), one from Chad, and one from my landlord that simply says: ‘Have you considered selling used underwear?’ Delete. Delete. Trauma delete. I open the job app with the same energy as someone re-downloading Tinder after a breakup. It’s all pyramid schemes and jobs with the words “vibrant sales environment,” which we all know translates to free labour. I scroll. And scroll. And scroll. Somewhere between “dog psychic assistant” and “energy drink ambassador (must wear costume),” I find it. IMMEDIATE HIRE. NO BACKGROUND CHECK. LOVES KIDS A PLUS.

She looked at me “So that job hunt is not going as you planned?” I answered “No. It’s not going as I planned. Why is it so hard, I mean I have a masters’ degree and two years work experience.” “No, you have a masters’ degree and two years of coffee delivery experience!” she said sarcastically. “Is that supposed to be funny?”

Before I could explain that I wasn’t there to work, he had already walked away. So there I was, standing with the uniform in my hand, thinking to myself, “Wow, what a day! First, I got fired from my job and got into a fight with my boss. Then everyone started staring at me like I was some kind of freak. And now, when I least expected it, I got a job that I never even asked for. Maybe this is a sign from God to take this opportunity."

A lump gathered in my throat and I had to hold back tears as I thought back to all of the hard years I’d faced without my father. “Well, I’ve managed to keep afloat,” I said, trying to avoid the bad parts as I joked, “I’m mainly looking for a new job. Though, obviously I could’ve chosen a better place. Say, are you guys hiring? A waitress is pretty close to a maid, I think.” Alpha Finnley roared with laughter, clapping me on the back and I gave him a small smile, happy he found humor in my little joke. Self-deprecating humor was kind of my thing.

"I don't think they have any shame. Because if he has a slightest bit of it, he wouldn't have taken his son's side who is nothing but a womanizer" "I'm glad you finally understands why I did that" "What will you do now? This job has helped you a lot" To be honest, I don't have any plans. Maybe, I will start sending my CV to some companies. I might get lucky. The same luck I got three years back when I received an email that I got the job. It was a memorable day. And now, it's becoming memories.

He sympathised. I smiled sheepishly, "But i'm actually fine, you know! I lost both jobs on the same day, but that doesn't mean i wouldn't get another one, haha." I laughed and scratched my head awkwardly. Gah!- too much information. His brow creased as he asked, "You were working two jobs and lost them on the same day??" Hr seemed duly amazed. I shook my head fervently as though i was working to break my neck.

"Liar." Zayne was so filled with emotions that he started explaining himself. "I… I’m not a liar. I’m a PR member of a headhunting company, and I’m responsible for collecting and compiling job vacancies positions for various companies. If you’re looking for a job, then feel free to ask me for help." Jay eyed Zayne suspiciously. "I am looking for a job, actually." Zayne put on a proper attitude. "I happen to be short of a choreman who can help a school cafeteria in doing odd jobs, washing the dishes..."