I need a better job.

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"I need you to move car #78 into the bought section the owners are picking it up and I need you to wait outside for them to hand them their key."
James my boss informs me.

Without a word I take the keys from his hand and nod as I walk away to do as he asked.

I waited outside toward the car, trying to lock the sun out with my hand over my forehead, looking for the owners who will soon be approaching the beautiful golden Lamborghini I got to drive before them.

Okay I driven it around a few times,usually at night when it's my turn to close the shop.

But....

nobody needs to know that.     

I see a lady in a very tight burgundy dress walking toward me.

She must the buyer, i thought to myself and began fixing myself looking more joyful of my job.

"Hello dear, sorry to keep you waiting my son is just inside signing a few papers for his car, so i thought I'd wait out here and take a look at the car he bought." The lady informed me.

"Oh miss it's no bother, I've been only a few minutes outside, here are the keys if you'd like to give them to your son."

"No, i would like him to be independent and receive them himself, that why i left him inside alone, he's got to learn to take care of his things without his momma." She laughs

Did she just secretly insult her son? let me just laugh along with her....

"Haha, Alright then as you wish, I'll stay here with you until he is finished."

"Thank you dear, you are a lovely girl, my son would learn much from you."

"What ever do you mean miss, I'm just standing here waiting to give him his key nothing inspirational about that." I joke and smile.

"Oh you just seem so polite and give off this really nice warmth he needs to experience. He's always so short-tempered and rather rude,but I blame he lack of rest, I just don't know what to do with him anymore, He needs to meet someone they'll bring back his beautiful smile."

Wow, this job gives more clients than a psychologist gets to speak with.  I need to ask James for a raise if  I gotta keep listening to stranger's problems.

"Miss,I believe your son is just fine, as a teenager, I still haven't experienced everything that will teach me the lesson of living life, so just be patient and understand he still probably doesn't understand what he's  feelings are making him do."

WOW MAYBE I SHOULD LOOKING INTO BECOMING A PSYCHOLOGIST.

"Oh wow you give quite the advice young lady, huh, I never saw it that way or thought of it that way, thank you for the new perspective."  She sighs with relief as she say this.

Before I had the chance to speak again, she calls for her son who's walking our way now.

"Oh honey! over here!" Waving her hand around as if it was having a seizure to catch his attention.

"I see you mother, quit yelling." he harshly growls back to her and fasten his steps.

Wooow, someone is in major need of a chill pill and a book on how to respectfully speak to their mother.

I think to myself as I play with the key in my hands.

"Are you going to hand me my keys or what?"

I quickly look up, the sun blinding me in the process and squint to see the imbecile waiting impatiently for his keys. I gasp.

NOAH IS STANDING IN FRONT OF ME, I REPEAT NOAH IS STAN-

"Hello, are you a statue or something?"

"Sorry here you go, enjoy your car, have a nice day, goodbye." I quickly reply and hand him his keys and turn to walk way quickly almost tripping over my own feet.

"Wait!"

Just what I needed, he's mother dragging back into hell.

"Yes miss, did you need anything else?" I ask looking straight her and slightly glancing at Noah as she stays in silence.

"What is your name dear, you've been such a sweetheart today."

Noah glares at his mom and looks at me waiting for me to speak.

"I'm Jay, and anything to keep a customer satisfied." I cross my arms behind my back and smile wide at her.

"Well I'd rather be satisfied in another way." Noah mumbles. while getting his phone from his pocket.

In a blink of any eye, his mother slaps him on the side of his head.

"Son that's no way to speak to this sweet young girl."

Oh gawd, I can't breathe, one more minute here and I will faint.

"Um, well if that's all I must leave I have lots of work to finish, goodbye now."

"Aww, Bye Jay sweetheart, lovely speaking to you!" his mothers calls after me.

I definitely need a new job.

I thoughts as I opened the door to the car shop.

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