“Nicki! Wait, I need to talk to you!”
I turned around and saw a man running out of a shop towards me. I didn't recognise him but presumed he was the owner of the shop.
“Hi, I'm glad you passed by. I need someone to work for me this summer.”
“Oh,” I replied wondering if he was telling me or asking me, “Well if I hear of anyone looking I'll let you know.” I said and started to walk away.
“ No , wait! I want you! You don't have a job do you?” A memory comes back to me from last summer. Two different people had come into the shop to tell me about a job offer in this shop. I was being headhunted!
I stopped and turned back to him. “Yes, I do actually, but thanks all the same.”
“What? Where? I didn't know you worked, I can give you a good offer.” He was pompously sure of himself and I didn't think his offer would be very appealing but I decided to listen anyway.
He asked me how many hours I worked and I told him six. I explained that I had a daughter and work fitted in with her school hours.
“ Six hours? I would only need you for a little bit longer,” he said.
“How much longer?” I asked suspiciously.
“Well only from 9am until 8pm”, he replied.”It's not much longer at all. Er, I don't suppose you get days off where you work now ?”
“Yes, of course I get days off, once a week,” I said.
“Oh...” he answered flatly, “I don't know if I could stretch to that...Look, how much do you get paid there?”
“That's none of your business. Look, I am perfectly happy where I am, I'm sorry but I am not interested in your offer.”
“Oh, OK, well call me if you change your mind!”