I Have Hope

Believing In Myself

" hey, I'm Job, you probably won't remember me, but I really hope you do!" the guy replied and he amazed me how fast he recovered from his near death situation into an emotional conversation.
I slowly shook my head in denial of any memory with a Job so he proceeded by giving me a hint as he smirked " Zayzo! Zayzo! " he chanted me that word twice as I gasped in disbelief, Zayzo was my nickname in my birth city, Dublin.... Who could that person be?
"are you from Dublin, Ireland?" I asked for confirmation, "I believe you're Zay and I'm your second Cousin Job, I'm 4 years older that you but I remember you clearly and remember the moment you left and the farewell party we threw you and your dear family! But.... Why are you working here, I mean if Mr. Ron got all that money, why would he let his daughter work as a... I don't know, a registration girl?? ".
" Job? Oh my goodness, I'm very sorry for not remembering you but I do feel now that you're familiar to me.... And " I replied using multiple emotions, a gulp in my throat was too huge I almsot chocked as I said those words that no human would want to speak about" when I was 4 my mom left this world leaving me and my dad alone, and barely after 2 years my dad got in a car crash leaving me standing in this world alone! I lived with my uncle until he also left this world.... Literally anyone that I love dies " then I turned my back and wiped some tears until I saw a pat on my shoulder" Zayzo, no worries, you're very special to this world, you're almost 14 and you have a job and you look healthy and happy to me, isn't that a very huge achievement? " he inspirationally spoke and I couldn't feel happier as I was hearing his words, he seriously made me feel like my troubles arent that big... Wow!
I took a deep breath smiled and walked back to my table aw he followed me as well "so, Job, what are you here for? What shall I help you with? " I asked as I looked at his grey eyes, he scratched his forhead as he said "I was actually here for two reasons, I was supposedly meeting your deceased father for a part-time job at his factory and also to start college here! ", " I wished both of your reasons would happen but I can only help you by" I replied as I handed Job a key saying " Second floor, room 210, it is a 1+1 apartment, good enough? ".
He smiled as he answered" Yes! Very perfect! I'll be here all week so let's meet, okay? ", I nodded as he left to his room.... Today is good 👍

" Phew! " I wore out as I opened the Hotel's Exit Door, scratched my head out of dirtiness, pulled my big ,blue glittery shoulder bag and ran to my third shift, I only have 40 minutes to reach there and it's 30 mins far but I'll barely make it like every single time.

The bells rang as I opened the Luna Market's big glass door which is really heavy, being in this market always gives me hipster vibes.... Mainly because the owner IS a hipster himself!
" As always Mrs. Ron... Late! " Mr. Fernushky nagged me for the 100th time this month, and I replied for the 100th time this month "I'm sorry sir, but I had two other shifts and that was the fastest I could! ", he looked at me as if I'm his booger and sashayed away as his man bun bounced along with his long skull earrings..... I'm only tolerating his existence around me because he gives me 150$ a month and that's amazing since I only scan the items and tell the customer the price for about 3 and a half hours!
My not annoying boss asked me to vouchsafe his brother, who owns the bakery in the other side of the road, a big white and red box without further details,so I, as a worker for him, had to do this unnecessary work, I walked past the street holding a pretty much empty box that is probably my height and I swear if his brother didn't scream my name I would have my mother's destiny and honestly that was terrific and confusing.... Why didn't I see that car?

" Great! Great! Ayyy " My boss's brother exclaimed as he took the box from me and cut it open "wait little girl! Ooh! What do we have here? " He said, I cake closer to see what he had in the box and... It was... A dumb notepad! A red one!
"Okay, perfect, I love that. " The man expressed his "deep" Emotions toward this indescribable gift , soon he placed a big indigo stress ball in the box and closed the box and patted me to leave, I raised an eyebrow as I left praying them to gain some brains.
I walked back to the store, gave my boss his box and continued minding my business!