(Sequel) You and I | 70s Teen Dream Story

Chapter 44

"Time is time, don't give me no wrong in makin' love," I sang to myself as I finished getting ready for the day.

Andy had just rehearsed the song the day prior for an appearance. I could not get it out of my head. He was out filming a live performance for some TV special while I stayed home. I was waiting for the final call the last few days about my job at A&M Records.

"Keep me alive till to my dying day," I sang and mumbled to myself.

I hated my own voice but the damn song wouldn't get out of my head.

I tried to keep myself busy. In my heart, I knew that I would get the job but for some reason, I still did not believe that I would. Karen was hell-bent that I got it, but I had no confidence in myself.

So, to temporarily distract myself and to get the song out of my head, I went to the living room and sorted through our record collection for "Time is Time." As long as I had been with Andy, I rarely ever played his music if he was home. When he was out, I was the biggest fangirl behind closed doors. He didn't have to know that.

As I moved the record arm to the record, Biscuit came and laid down in front of the stereo. She loved Andy's voice.

I sat down on the couch and rested my eyes as I listened to the song. I tried centering my nerves. 

For the next 2 minutes, the phone never rang once. I kept glancing at the clock and time seemed to be moving slowly.

"I'm never going to get hired anywhere am I?" I mumbled to myself as the record finished playing. 

Biscuit picked up on my emotions and came over to me and jumped on the couch. She put her head on my lap and whined.

"You understand huh?" I asked her as I looked down at the pup.

I thought to myself this is where Andy learned how to give those infamous puppy dog eyes.

I stood up though Biscuit did not want me to and put on a full-length album. Music always seemed to help. Since Andy was not here still, I put on Flowing Rivers.

"For so long," filled the air with "I Just Wanna Be Your Everything."

And so, my nerves were sealed tight inside of me as Biscuit and I just stared at the record player. 

It had been 3 days since they had told me I would be notified about the job. Was it because I didn't have any experience in an actual office that they went against me?

"I'm not going to get it, am I Biscuit?" I consoled my daughter.

She whimpered as she nuzzled her face against my arm.

I was depressed beyond words. I really wanted to work at A&M but for some reason, I just had a feeling this wouldn't work out and I'd have to start from scratch.

The first side of the record was finishing so I had to pull myself up to go flip the record over. 

Just as I was about to put the arm down on the record, the phone rang.

I felt like I could throw up.

I rush to grab the phone and knew what was coming.

"Hello?" I answered professionally.

"Mrs. Gibb?" a woman's voice came over the phone.

"Yes, this is her speaking," I replied.

My hands were shaking so badly I could hardly keep the phone to my ear.

"This is Janet from A&M Records calling. How are you today?" she asked me.

I thought to myself "this isn't a good way to start the conversation."