Chapter 1-Opportunities
The smell of coffee hit my nose as the machine in front of me hissed and sputtered out the dark liquid. I sighed, grabbing the warm cup. The smell was heaven!
I walked toward one of the cafeteria tables and sat down, glancing at the newspaper lying on the table. I flipped to the help wanted ads and skimmed the page for anything that interested me.
At the bottom of the page, in bold letters, an ad caught my eye. It read:
Maid needed! Please call the number listed below! You will need to be able to meet us for an interview. We can set up an appointment any time that would work best for you! Serious inquirers only!
The number and other basic information was listed below the ad. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed the number. The phone rang a few times before a male voice answered.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Yes, my name is Carly Timmons. I was calling about your help wanted ad," I replied.
"Oh wow! We just posted that ad late last night. I can't believe we already have a hit! When can you come by for an interview? My name is Ryan by the way." the voice said.
"Well I'm at school right now, I should be done in an hour," I said, hopefully.
"Great, just come to the address listed and we'll see how it goes, okay?" Ryan asked.
"Alright! I'll see you in an hour!" I said, smiling.
I finished up at school and got into my car. I was nervous for the interview I was about to have. I had only worked a few basic jobs and I really needed to start saving so I could move out of my parent's house. College took so much money that I had only been able to save a few bucks here and there. Not enough to even cover rent for a few months was in my savings account. It was depressing.
The house at the address given was a decent size. It looked well maintained. The people that live here must have good money, I thought to myself. I rang the doorbell and waited on the doorsteps for someone to open it.
A tall guy around my age opened the door. He had a short beard and seemed friendly.
"You must be Carly?" he asked. I nodded and smiled. "Come on in and we'll get to the interview, okay?" I followed him inside the house.
The house was decorated like any other bachelor's home. Very minimal furniture, not too many colors all at once. It looked very nice. Ryan motioned for me to sit down at the dining table. He offered to get me a drink and I requested water.
"So tell me about yourself," he said, handing me a bottled water.
"Well, as you know, my name is Carly. I'm going to college for nursing. My schedule can be kind of weird so I may have to work at odd times, I hope that's okay?" he nodded. "I don't have much experience as a maid, other than cleaning my own house. I have worked before though, so I can get you references if you need them," I said, nervously.
"That won't be necessary. I think you'll do fine! As long as you treat our house like you would treat your own, you should do wonderfully." He smiled. "I live with two other guys. Matt and Mark, they both have pretty busy schedules so it's hard to say when you will meet them. Are you ok with making dinner?"
"Yeah I'm fine with that, as long as you tell me what to make I should be able to provide for you," I said.
"Awesome. We probably won't need that as much, but like I said, our schedules can get crazy! You're hired! Here's a key to the house, just come in after school, and we'll usually have stuff for you to do. Once it's done, you can go home." He handed me a small key. "You can start tomorrow!"
I thanked him, and left the house. The sun was starting to set when I buckled my seatbelt. My mom would freak out when I got home. She hates not knowing where I am.
When I walked in the house, I could hear my mother talking a mile a minute.
"She has no consideration for anyone else but herself! I know we raised her better than that!" she was saying. I sighed.
"Hello! I'm home!" I shouted.
"Carly? That better be you, so help me!" My mom shouted angrily. I walked into the kitchen and sat at the table. "Where have you been, young lady?" she snapped at me. She began setting plates and drinks on the table for dinner.
"I saw an ad in the paper for a job, I figured I would check it out." I said, shrugging.
"A job? What kind of job?" My father asked. My mother was dishing out food forcefully.
"A cleaning job." I said.
"And why couldn't you have called and told us that?" my mom asked.
"Well, it was kind of last minute and I didn't think it would take that long."
"Well you know the rules in this house Carly!"
"Mom, I'm almost 20 years old! I go to college, I just got a job, I pay for what I want and need! I'm doing nothing wrong! Can you just let this time slide?" I asked. She sighed and I could tell she was losing her anger.
"Alright, just this once. So who are you working for?" she asked.
"Some guys about my age. They have pretty busy schedules so I'm probably going to be working at a basically empty house everyday."
"Be careful, honey." my father said.
"I know, I take precautions everyday dad, you taught me well" I laughed. He chuckled. We finished up dinner and I went to get ready for bed.
"Turning in early?" dad asked. I held up my biology book.
"Got a few tests coming up, so I decided to take a few minutes to study." I replied. He nodded and closed the door behind himself.
After I finished studying, I pulled up Youtube and watched a few Markiplier videos. He always brought my hectic days to a funny end.