It was a boring Monday afternoon, Clark Stacey had enough of helping clients. Apparently one of the clients was an 8 year old who got scammed out of their black spike. Clark had seen enough crap for the day. He disliked helping people alone without no one to take care of his stuff. He disliked saying goodbye to his pet dog and leaving it alone in his home. He needed some help and not some, I mean a lot of help. So he had an idea of hiring some workers to help him at the Head Quarters. He set a post on Instagram with the caption "Help Wanted!" on it. After a few interviews and a lot of spam emails, he had finally found a perfect worker. His name was Elon Musk. The name sounded weird to Clark Stacy, as if the worker was a robot in disguise.. but Clark didn't mind. He invited Elon to the headquarters to discuss everything out. As Clark offered Elon a seat, they made eye contact with each other. In that moment, Clark Stacy went pink in the face..
"No it can't be! Please don't tell me I have a crush on my new worker! If the others find out, my reputation would be ruined!" Clark said in his head. He didn't want to look unprofessional in front of his new worker. He grunted, "Lets just carry on and I'll tell you about your new job."
To Be Continued...
