You were fresh out of college, looking for work and nothing more. You couldn't have known what would have happen, it was inevitable things would turn out this way.
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Your bus stops a block away from the site of your interview, a small company; Bobs Bugs Begone. They'd been advertising their need for "a set of skilled hands" to add to their team. After four soul sucking years to earn your bachelors degree in the arts you turned your back on your major and started looking for whatever work you could find. This is the last place you expected to end up,
You stare down at the ground, kicking a pebble as you walk up to the company building, you kick it harder than expected. It skips to the glass doors ahead of you, scratching the immaculately clean glass and causing the receptionist at the front door to look up at you.
He's a middle aged fellow with a pot belly and a mullet just as he's about to speak, you see him for the first time. A tall man with a kind face, thin sandy hair that sits scarcely upon his head...the bright overhead lights reflecting off a noticeable bald spot in the middle of his head. Your eyes take in his frame, a blue company uniform that fits snugly against his dad bod...the sight makes your jeans a size too small and your head spin.
You meet his dark eyes and he extends a hand to you, you take it without thinking and he gives it a firm shake.
"The names Bob Duncan, owner of Bobs Bugs Begone and you're gonna have to pay for that," he shifts his weight against the receptionist desk,
You shrink back into your coat,he snatches the resume from your hand and tosses it onto the desk. "We'll talk about this when your internship is over, you've gotta pay for that somehow.
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