Gary
I have to be at the company today. The week would be a stressful one, but I’m ready for it.
I work at John Andrews Int. as a landscape architect. It’s a famous company around here – highly respected and recognized. I’m the brand manager of Crystal Mill, it is a job I love so much because of its flexibility. Securing this job post, there was difficult, but thanks to Colman and his wife, Grace. They helped me a lot while I was pursuing a job contract with J.A Int. And this position, offers a great opportunity to live and work at your own convenience.
I hurry out of my cabin and straight to my truck. Glancing at my wristwatch, I pull the door open and hop on the driver’s seat. I have to get there early because I need to see Mr. John. There are a few things I would love to discuss with him, and he’s usually at the company from 8:00 am-9:00 am. I have to make sure I get there early enough, so I’d meet him.
…
I was lucky; Mr. John was on his way out when I arrived at the company. But he spared a few minutes to attend to me.
It is 2:00 pm now, and I’m on my way to my favorite restaurant to have lunch. Although it is a low-budget restaurant, I love eating there because it reminds me of my mom; it’s so homely. The restaurant owner, Katherine, is a hardworking and pleasant lady as well, I like to support her business.
As I walk towards the restaurant, I see a woman talking loudly with some people outside the restaurant. I pause to look at her, an irritated look plastered across my face. I shake my head from left to right before walking inside. I saw the same woman this morning when I drove by. Is talking what she does for a living, or how can a woman talk from morning till noon? She was talking loudly like that this morning when I saw her too. She’s loud but she has a nice voice. “Katherine, who is that lady in front of the restaurant? Don’t you think she’s making a noise?” I complain to the owner of the restaurant as I approach her.
“Oh, Sophia? She’s a nice lady. She’s only shooting a video for her YouTube channel, and I told her that she could use the space outside.” Katherine smiles as she asks, “What would you like?”
“My usual,” I tell her before walking to pick a seat. I had not sat down completely when the talkative lady walks inside the restaurant, holding a camera in her hand.
“Oh my God! I love you so much. Thank you for this beautiful opportunity, Katherine,” she exclaims as she walks to pull Katherine into a big hug. “You know I did not know a lot of ladies prefer alpha males to beta guys. That interview I just had with those guys opened my eyes to a lot of things. This is one of the beauties of being a YouTuber, you get to…”
She starts to talk again, gesturing, and gesticulating with her hands. Katherine pauses to listen to her story, and I am starting to lose my temper. Lunch time will be over soon. I don’t have all day to sit here.
“Katherine, can you hurry up, please? I don’t have all day,” I speak sternly.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” she apologizes.
The talkative woman turns around to face me. “Oh my! Are you Barry Edwards?” she walks towards me, wearing a surprise-filled face.
“What?” I question before frowning. Barry, what did she just say? The Barry Edwards I know is a rock and roll artist that died a few months ago. “Barry Edwards is dead,” I spill, not hiding the irritated look on my face.
“My goodness!” she throws her hand over her mouth. “Really? He’s dead? Oh my God, I had no idea. I’m so sorry. You actually look so much like him; I mean physical attractiveness and all. I didn’t mean it wrongly, err,” she blabbers.
Katherine walks to drop a plate of fried chicken sandwich on the table. “Thank you,” I tell her before picking my fork to dig in. I’m not interested in talking to this lousy woman.
“Erm, by the way, I’m Sophia Roberts,” she stretches her hand forward for a handshake, but I don’t accept it.
“Gary Ward,” I reply without looking up.
“Oh, great, err, I would like to pitch a small offer to you. Well, it’s a business offer. I am a YouTuber and I…”
She continues to talk, but I’m not listening. How would you randomly meet someone and pitch a business offer to them? Isn’t that awkward? And I don’t have the luxury of time to help her with whatever she’s asking. I am a busy man, uninterested in video collaboration of any sort.
“… Okay, I’ll show you what I mean,” she expresses before turning around to get her laptop.
I look up when she turns around, taking my time to scan her backside. My left brow raises as I slowly observe her curves; she’s hot, I’ll give her that. I’m not the only one staring; some other men in the restaurant are doing the same. Perhaps I should spare a few minutes to properly listen to her. Who knows, she might have other qualities that beat her loquaciousness.
She walks back to meet me. “Here, samples of videos I talked about. So, this is going to be business. All I need is your presence in my next video. You have a pretty face that goes well for this type of content.”
“What? Pretty?” I squeezed my face lightly. “The last time I checked, pretty is a feminine adjective.” What does she mean? Is she trying to say I look feminine? Well, I deadass know I don’t.
“Well, what I mean is ‘fine-looking’ face. Does that sound better?” She smiles.
“Yeah, he does have a fine-looking face,” Katherine plugs in with a nod.
“Right, makes me want to plant kisses on every part of it. Haha…”
I almost choke on the food I’m eating. Who is this woman? I pause my eyes on her, trying to see beyond the beautiful facial features. Did she just say plant kisses?
