My eyes sprung open as I glanced at the time, “7:10? Crap Madelyn you're so going to be late for work!” I told myself as I snatched my oversized black shirt with the little orange roof that read, ‘Servpro’. Next I clutched an old pair of jeans, my black nike sneakers, my keys, and finally sprinted out the door.
Traffic was worse than usual. Instead of sitting an hour in traffic to Comstock Park, the …show more content…
With ‘Boys ‘Round Here’ by Blake Shelton blaring in the 90º room, I jumped high.
“I didn’t mean to frighten you,” he chuckled, “We just got three more calls in. Steve, you’re heading out in the field with me.¨ Sometimes I wished I could go into the field but Brent saw it as too much risk and work for a little 16 year old girl. ¨Madelyn, I don’t know when I’m going to be back. Can whatever you want to talk with me about wait till tomorrow? Or I can try to squeeze you in right now?”
My voice shook, “Ah, is it okay if we talk right now?” He must’ve noticed how anxious I got because his body language went from carefree to stand off like. I followed Brent back through to the break room, past the piranha tank, and behind Susan’s desk. Finally we entered his topsy-turvy, disorganized, messy, office.
“Take a seat!” he pointed to what looked to be a stack of papers, but hidden under the small mountain was a chair.
“I want to first start with how amazing this opportunity you’ve given me is,” I squeaked out with confidence, “But, I think that we both know this isn’t working well; and once school starts up, it won't.” He looked like he was dying to say something, I wished he would´ve. “So, I’m putting in my two weeks.” I blurted after a few awkward moments of silence. I stared at him waiting for a response, a reaction, even an acknowledgment that he realized I was still in front of