Adipose Industries

The Interview

I get out of my car after pulling into the car park outside the building, heaving my body out. I look up at the building and swallow the lump in my throat before walking inside..

I walk up to the reception, a fat man looks up at me "Harry Carlisle?" "Yes, I'm here for my interview" I reply. He nods and gets up "follow me" is all he says to me as we get into the lift. On the way up he merely says "I'm happy to hear you applied for his personal assistant, the last one sadly died due to an accident" "shit really?" "Yeah, we all really liked Tom, it was a shame" the lift then dings as we reach the floor "big doors, can't miss it" he says as I step out..

I just take a seat outside the office, waiting for him to announce for me to come in. A few minutes pass and I eventually hear a voice boast "come in!" I stand up and clear my throat, adjusting my belt over my belly before opening the door. A huge man sits behind a desk, at least 300lbs, he smiles and stands up, extending his hand for me to shake. I smile too and shake it "nice to finally meet you Harry, please, take a seat" I smile and sit down, as does he "alright, ready for some questions?" "Sure am" he smiles and begins with "why did you apply for this position?" "Main reason; I need work, but I did also hear from friends and the internet that this place is apparently great to work at" "ah, well I do try to maintain a positive work environment" he smiles before continuing with "and what was your last job?" "Oh uhm, I worked at a pub owned by my dad" I merely say, not letting on that it's why I'm so fat now "I see.. Did you enjoy it?" "Most of the time yeah" "alright well, do you think you'd be ok with working at a place like this?" "Yeah of course" he just smiles and finally says "one last thing, do you know what we do here?.."

I pause and think for a moment before saying "not really" "well, we sell appetite enhancing pills, for athletes and gainers" I feel my cheeks flush a little as he says gainer, I just swallow the lump in my throat before saying "alright well, that's cool" he smiles and stands up, once again extending his hand for me to shake as he says "you've got the job, welcome aboard Harry" I smile and shake his hand "you'll start tomorrow, ok?" "Alright, should I call you sir or?.." He just chuckles "please, call me Peter" I smile and go back home, ready for tomorrow...