He opened up a desk drawer and pulled out a packet of paper. He clicked a pen and held it up so he could write. “Alright, tell me about yourself.”
Stacy hesitated for a moment. She used to answer that question quite easily because she had very definitive career goals, and now she just needed fast money for a fast divorce. She didn’t want to divulge her personal life if she could help it, and she knew she had to say something, so she came up with, “I grew up in Makawee. Actually, Emporia was my first job…”
“Oh, you worked here before?” he reacted in surprise.
Stacy found that question odd since she made a point of putting that on her application. Clearly, he hadn’t read it, so she knew that he was either so desperate for people that the didn’t care about candidates’ qualifications or he didn’t want to hire anyone and this was just a formality. Either scenario didn’t bode well for her. “Uh, yes. I used to work for Kimmy. How’s she doing?”
He replied, “She got fired three years ago.”
“Oh!” Stacy felt very awkward, and since she didn’t know how to respond, she decided to finish answering his question, “I just moved back here from Nashville. I have a lot of experience in customer service and sales…”
She paused as he took notes in the packet. She waited for him to invite her to continue, but instead he flipped to the next page and instructed her, “Tell me about a time when you had a difficult customer and how you dealt with him.”
“That’s hard, there’s a mix of nice and not so nice customers every day,” Stacy opinionated.
He requested, “Can you be more specific?”
Stacy had to think about it since she hadn’t dealt with customers for a very long time. He seemed to grow a little impatient, so she spouted the first example that she could think of, “Well, there was a woman who got mad at me because she thought we forgot to give her the receipt for her transaction.”
“And how did you handle it?” he inquired.
She replied, “I looked in the bag and it was there, so she was happy and left.” Stacy felt that her lame example didn’t impress him, but it was hard to know for sure because his facial expressions hadn’t changed much since the interview started. She wished she had thought of a more elaborate example, but as she said earlier, difficult customers came by every day and once they left, she didn’t make a point to remember each detail. Actually, she usually forgot about them and moved on with her life. This interview kept going downhill for her, and she really wished it would just end.
He flipped the page again. “What would you consider to be one of your weaknesses?”
She felt irked she had to explain a weakness before she had a chance to explain her strengths, but she tried to hide it by making a joke, “I’m a horrible singer!”
She expected him to laugh or at least crack a smile, but instead his brow furrowed as he scribbled notes. As he turned the page, Stacy confirmed her suspicions- he was reading the questions from the paper! “Tell me where you see yourself in five years.”
Stacy’s heart sunk at this question. The truth was that she had no idea. She hadn’t thought of career aspirations while she so ardently searched for a survival job, and in the back of her mind and bottom of her heart, she didn’t picture herself staying in Emporia! She couldn’t say that though, so she shakily threw out, “Management…”
She felt relieved to see him turn to the last page, which meant this travesty would come to an end soon. He probed, “If I were to call your last supervisor, what would he say about you?”
Her mind went blank, and she truly started to panic. She hadn’t thought about his possibility before, but now that she had, her spirits totally deflated. Her last supervisor was her abusive husband, and if anyone tried to call him, she felt sure he would sabotage her attempts to pay for the divorce on her own by giving her a bad reference. If, by some miracle, he had been honest, prospective employers would still find out she had married and broke up with her former boss. Her chances of getting a new job seemed more impossible now! She held back her tears and told him, “I was a good, hard worker for many years.”
After he finished taking notes, he stapled them to her application and explained, “Alright. I’ll share your answers with the other managers and give you a call.”
“Thank you for your time!” Stacy dashed out as soon as she could.
Everything was a blur as she rushed out of the mall. She didn’t want to break down in front of a bunch of people, and her feet seemed to instinctually know where to take her. She brushed past people on the street, and as the crowd dissipated, she found herself at the park and saw her bench waiting for her. She flung herself onto the bench and let out all of her tears and anguish! Not only did she have an interview go so horribly, but she realized that Hadeon extended his control over her more than she thought he had! At the moment, it was hard for her to comprehend just how she could overcome this hurdle. She assumed that most of her prospective jobs would call her past employers, so she felt so stuck. She refused to relent to the idea that she would have to go back to him as he wanted, but she had no clue what the solution was! She turned to the sky and silently wished for some kind of sign on what to do…
Suddenly, she heard an electric guitar strumming the introduction to a song that instantly mesmerized her. She had heard it once before when one of Hadeon’s clients from Canada gave them a taste of it, and it had totally seduced her, which surprised her at the time since the subject of the song centered around infidelity and she couldn’t fathom doing that to her husband. She didn’t think she would hear it again until it got released in the fall, and yet it played in front of her right here in little Makawee! She got entranced by this notion and simply had to get to the bottom of this mystery!
She stood up and turned around, and as the man began singing, it completely ensnared all of her senses. His voice had a more husky tone than Bryan Adams, but he captured the sould of the song “Run to You” perfectly! Mesmerized, she walked towards the stage in a trance. She already got drawn by his sheer musical talent, and she absolutely had to get a clear image of what he looked like. She felt surprised at the ease at which she got close to the stage; it was almost as if the small crowd that had gathered had left her a pathway there! As she nestled near the center, she couldn’t see his face, but she truly believed that she was witnessing a rock star perform! He wore a plain, fitted tee shirt and jeans, and his dark blonde hair parted neatly in the middle, so her belief really stemmed not from his image but his magnetic aura. She earnestly willed him to turn his head her way so she could get the full picture…
All of a sudden, it happened! Not only did he turn towards her, but they instantly locked eyes! He had blue eyes that ran deep, and his face conveyed the intense emotions of the song. His good looks and passion for his art made him irresistible to her! He maintained his gaze for a long moment, and Stacy longed for him to come closer to her. She could sense a part of him wanted to, but like a true professional, he moved on to other parts of the stage to continue with the show. Stacy knew right then that this man had too much talent to play for free at this park; he needed to become famous!
While he moved to another end of the stage, Stacy pulled out one of her resumes and tore off the part with her contact information on it. She yanked out a pen from her purse and wrote “You’re so talented! Make records!” on the paper. She didn’t know what his ambitions were, but she knew that not a lot of people had big dreams in Makawee, so she couldn’t leave without him getting this encouragement and advice! She waited for him to move back her way, and when he did, she held up the piece of paper high for him. Her heart beat madly as he very smoothly grabbed it from her! She felt a rush of gratitude when she saw him slip it into his jeans because she knew he would keep it and read it. She watched him finish his song with the exhilaration of knowing he had her words in his pocket!
When the music stopped, he spoke avidly into the microphone, “Thank you!” As he passed the guitar to the next person waiting to play, he gave Stacy one last meaningful look. Stacy froze as she watched him walk off stage, and after he had, she cheered like a true fan girl.
As the next group began to play, she left her post by the stage and walked to the side of the complex where no one stood. Her mind just came back to reality, and she couldn’t believe that she had just done that! Her marriage hadn’t technically ended yet, and she gave her phone number to a strange guy! Encouraging his music didn’t seem to logically low with her goals of getting a job, but it gave her a purpose that made her heart feel stronger. In her gut, she felt that this potential adventure would prove key to unlocking the door to exactly where she wanted to go!