Mr.Billionaire

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I get up and its early in the morning, something usual for us Americans. Today I'm looking for a job so I hurry into the bathroom and take a long shower making sure I remove all bad smells.

Walking out of the bathroom I dry myself up and spray deodorant on myself but no too much. Applying my make up perfectly and dress into my formal clothes. A black skirt and A whit shirt with a black tie to make me look brighter that I actually am. I look at my clock and its 6:30 the whole of America is up and awake.

I run to my kitchen and prepare a simple breakfast which consists of bacon, eggs, milk and chocolate. I eat it all up.

'I hope I don't get a female boss or a perv or an asshole or a homosexual female boss. I bet I'll feel good with a serious boss who thinks about work only'

I walk out the house and the cold breeze brushes past me sending a quick shiver down my spine. I look up and notice a few doves flying over me to land at the coffee shop right next to my house. I take a quick deep breath in and release it before walking forward. As soon as I enter the passage I get knock off to the ground by a strong man.

"I'm sorry," he apologises as he gives me a hand but I ignore it and get up.

"Dont be, it was my fault I should hav-" I shut up as my green eyes meet his brown eyes. "w.watched w.w.w.ere I was going," I sigh and my cheeks begins to glow in embarrassment.

"Oookayy....I'll just...go," he say and walks away.

I walk into the coffee shop and walk to the till. "Good morning," I kindly and formally greet.

"Welcome to McCain Coffee shop what will you like to order?" She asks handing me a menu.

"Um thank you but can I meet the manager?" I ask her and she walks to the back.

'Weirdo'

After a long five minutes she returns with a lady. "I'm the manager," she says in an annoyed tone.

"mkgm," I clear my throat. "I was asking for a job here,"

"I'm sorry but we're all out of spaces," she says and I slowly walk out her shop towards the huge building where I'm sure there is a job opening.

I walk into the sky scraper and towards the receptionist. "Hello," I kindly say.

"Hello and how may I help you?" the lady asks.

"I would like to meet the manager," I state and she nods.

"Hello... yah...yah...okay," she says on the phone and drops it. "He is on his way," she alerts me and I fix my clothes.

In a few minutes the manager walks from the alevator towards me. "Hello miss how can I help you?" he asks.

"Im looking for a job," I explain to him and he runs his chin as if he had a long beard.

"Okay let's go to my office," he leads the way and I follow behind.

When we enter his office he takes a seat and I take mine too. "So are they any job available?" I impatiently ask.

"Yes... and I need to ask you a few questions," he explains and I nod to show that he should continue. "Are you married?"

"No,"

"Are you good at adapting to different environments?"

"Yes,"

"Okay my file is there and wverythin you need to know to be my assistant," he explains.