“Your résumé is extremely…blank” the man in the temp job office noticed as he looked at the paper Meg had دیا him. She had written it this morning. “You’ve worked as a nurse in a mental clinic for some weeks. Do آپ have a degree as a nurse?”
“Yeah” Meg nodded. “I should’ve brought it with me”
“Why don’t آپ go ہوم and come back with your degree. Then, maybe, I can do something for you” the man said.
“All right” Meg answered and she got up. She turned around and left the office. She leaned against the دیوار and took a deep breath. She didn’t have a degree.
“Hey” a female voice کہا soft and smoke swirled before Meg’s face. Meg looked up and saw a young woman standing in front of her. She was offering her a cigarette. Meg accepted it and took a haul.
“Let me guess. آپ don’t have the right references, only the sucky jobs are open and they’ll call آپ when they find something that fits you” the woman summed up.
“Speaking out of experience?” Meg asked as she took another haul. She took the cigarette out of her mouth and examined it. “What is this?”
“You like it?” the woman smirked. Then she became serious. “I think I can help آپ out. My husband and I own a company and we’re looking for some new personnel”
“What kind of company?” Meg asked uninterested, the joint pinched between her lips. The woman searched in her pockets and conjured a small card.
“Here’s my number and the address of our company. Give me a call یا come over whenever آپ want to” the woman said.
“And آپ really think this is something for me?” Meg asked examining the card.
“You’re a pretty girl” the woman said. “We could use someone like you”