The car drove into the large gates.
Sir some hand-picked candidates awaits your arrival, his personal assistant announced.
Why? from the passengers seat, staring at his phone.
Well it's been over two weeks since the hunt for a new caregiver for the little ones, and all we've interviewed so far were not to the liking of Mrs Margaret, so we kept on searching has ordered, we have an interview with two of them today. He explained.
why do you keep saying we? Chris asked him.
well that's because Mrs magret is out of state for an important meeting so she left it up to you, He said scratching his head.
You didn't see it fit to inform me of this before hand? how am I supposed interview a caregiver? He flared getting upset.
we well I I have prepared a list of questions you could ask he panicked as he held his MacBook.
Chris rolled his eyes and looked by the window he saw how busy the new worker's where. He felt sorry for loosing his temper, but he would have been better prepared had he been informed earlier.
He kept his gaze at a particular place.
dahh, He was startled he adjusted himself, Some girl came over to his car window, it seamed like she was fixing her makeup.
who's she? the personal assistant asked the driver, as he was about to hit the horn.
No, Chris stopped him, let her be, he ordered as he kept looking at her.
She again? he whispered to himself.
R.J?. don't she look familiar? he asked his assistant.
No sir I have never seen her before. do you know her sir?. he asked.
I have met her a few times he said. but she never seems to remember me.
Is she a Stalker, R.J was quick to react, he had seen cases like this before, people stalking his boss claiming their undying love for him.
He kept looking at her, was she a Stalker?, that explains why she was always Poppin up everywhere.
She looked left then right as she quickly adjusted her bra, before giving herself a reassuring nod.
Chris had a small smile on his face.
This was the third time he had seen her, she must have Alot of jobs, which states that she's probably hardworking either that or She's been fired Alot.
Alrighty then, let's go Chris said after awhile.
****.
I Stepped out from my car, and walked directly to the entrance door, She stood there looking embarrassed, she was probably wishing she could disappear , I chuckled her expression was priceless, the shocked look on her face said it all, She greeted like five times before we even got to her stance.
Good day Si Sir, I'm here for the erm job. she stutter.
I looked down at her, she most feel really awkward.
You again? I asked.
Huh?. She had a confused expression that made it funnier.
I see you don't have an accent this time, I continued.
Wh what?.
I smiled, Shall we? I asked her and she looked at me weird.
R.J opened the door and waited for her to enter, I followed behind.
I watched has R.J interviewed each of one with rigour, it got to her turn and she introduced herself has Willow.
Willow Freeman, Willow? that's a pretty name I thought.
She answered every question with perfection, giving Scenerios.
If you are on a roof of an high-rise building and the kids are also there with you, Lori is dangling at the edge holding on for her dear life and your friend is also dangling for his or her dear life who would you save first. R.J asked.
what kind of a irrelevant question is that I thought has I looked at them, legs crossed on an armchair.
She looked at him for awhile.
That's a trick question she said, never take them up to a roof in the first place.
Hmm I nod in satisfaction.
Okay that's great, we'll get back to you R.J said.
She looked at him.
Are you sure you are gonna get back to me? cause usually when people say " I get back to you" they never do, I promise if you hire me you won't regret it she said boldly.
She was witty She intrigued me.
****.
They walked closer to me, and I almost choked on my own silava.
The wear both formally dressed.
and I lost count of how many times I said the words "Good day sir" they reeked of wealth.
One of them walked up to me, was he my new boss?, isn't he a little too young to have children? come-on he barely looked older than I was, his expensive perfume clouded my vision, He smelt like fresh flowers.
He was towering over me, I was so ashamed I didn't have it in me to look him in the eyes.
You again? I heard him say.
What? I asked myself, oh no! did I in some way offend him before in the past? it can't be this was the first time we've met I Believe, I tried remembering what stupid thing I might have done around him, I couldn't think, I had embarrassed myself countless times, maybe he was a passerby in those scenes, either way I knew I was not being remembered for something positive.
Huh? I foolishly said, not being able to bring out any words from my mouth, I was sure I had some stupid look on my face hence his amused Expression.
I see you don't have an accent this time, he continued to torment me, I felt dumb because I couldn't recall, I had used an accent so many times I lost count, I liked being spontaneous, but it seemed my spontaneity might make me loose this job.
Shall we? he asked as the other man opened the door.
I walked in my legs shaking.
The house was huge, a big empty space at the middle of the house almost like a small hall, stairs leading down to us, the other guy suddenly walked in front of me and I knew to follow him, he opened the door, seated inside the room where a few applicants like myself, great! I am the last one in I pouted, in my defense I was working two jobs.