Westin
I walked into the pet store and sat with various other interviewees. I could not believe I was actually doing this all because of my dad, sometimes I hated him so much. I looked at the guy next to me and noticed he was fidgeting.
He looked like he was going to have a panic attack anytime soon. Was the job really that important to him? It was barely minimum wage. He must really need the money.
I noticed most people coming out of the office frowning and I was happy there was a chance they would not hire me if they were rejecting all the people who looked qualified.
"Westin Saunders and Arlo Richards, you guys are up." A lady called, as she opened the office door to peek at us.
"You can do this Arlo...you can do this Arlo." the guy next to me chanted to himself.
I shook my head at him as I went inside the office. Of course, he could do this I wasn't even trying. I was a little surprised to see how big the office was. I did not know veterinarians were this important.
The lady told us to take a seat and we did and so the interview started. I put on a bored face as I looked around the office. Did all vet offices have these many dog and cat paintings? Mostly important where were the bunnies, hamsters, rats, etc?
"So who amongst you has a pet?" The lady asked as she sat.
"I have a poodle," Arlo said, taking a glass of water in front of him and swallowing hard and avoiding the lady's eye contact.
Damn, this kid was either very nervous or an awful liar.
"Does a snake and scorpion count?" I asked out of curiosity.
"Yeah...I guess they do." The lady seemed to be a little scared.
I do not know what could have scared her though, I was only asking and I did not really have those animals, and I was not planning to own them.
"I guess one day I'll have those as pets," I smirked.
"Oh okay, do any of you have experience with animals?" She moved to another not dwelling on what I had said.
"Yes, I used to volunteer at the animal shelter every Sunday until I turned 15," Arlo said.
"May I ask why you stopped?" The Lady asked, looking at him.
"School needed more attention," Arlo replied.
"What about you?"
"Never had experience...I hate soft animals but I do like the dangerous ones though...those ones are fucking awesome like snakes, scorpions, and spiders but the poisonous ones, of course, not the sissies that can't hurt a fly." I added with a smile but I was sure it looked more like a smirk again.
The lady looked at me as if concerned about my well-being but I only smiled at her and I noticed Arlo shift his chair further from me. This was going great. Scared both the interviewer and the interviewee.
"Okay... let's try a scenario." She said letting her hands land on the table. "Let's say a customer is not happy with the service and starts vandalizing the shop, throwing slurs around...what would you do?" She asked.
Arlo sat there thinking for a while and I just stared at the painting of a skinny dog with a bleeding foot on the wall. Was that even good for business? Such a painting in a place where animals were supposed to be held might drive the customers away.
"I'd try to calm the customer down and give them a coupon for their next service," Arlo said after a while.
Smart but no fun.
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