"Hello, this is Stephanie McMahon, I'm just calling to check-up on the job application I filled out last week," she sat at her computer desk, quietly tapping her fingernails against the edge of the keyboard. This was the fifteenth job she had applied for this week, almost all without luck.
"Oh, hi Miss McMahon, we've tried to contact you but I think you gave us the wrong phone number. The person who answered said you don't live there anymore."
"I'm so sorry, I just moved out of my ex-boyfriend's house two days ago," she tried not to explain her whole personal life to a total stranger, "I completely forgot to put down my new number." She sighed, her 'new' number was actually the same phone number she had since she was four. Two days ago, her boyfriend had told her that if she didn't start paying half the rent for their apartment, she would have to move out, so now, she was back at home with her parents.
"Can I put you on hold for a minute? I'll go talk to the manager and see if he's still filling positions," the phone clicked and suddenly started playing a radio station on high volume.
Stephanie crossed her fingers impatiently, "please, please, please be the right job this time," she whispered to herself, listening to the music crackle through the speaker.
"Miss McMahon," a deep, male voice took the phone line, "this is Paul Levesque from Leo's Automotive, I'm the manager, and after I took a look at your resume, I wanted to call you in for an interview. How proficient are you on a computer?"
"I feel like I'm pretty good. I mean, I know how to use most of Microsoft Office, Excel is a little difficult for me though."
"Okay, we could teach you how to use Excel, we have some videos and help programs for that. And you know how to answer a phone I hope," he hid a slight chuckle, "are you free tomorrow? I have an opening at noon, you just have to be here by noon because I have multiple projects I'm working on and I have limited time in between."
"I definitely can be there at noon, no problem," she almost jumped out of her seat, "is there anything I need to bring with me?"
"Just yourself, and your driver's license," he paused, "and that should be it, I'll see you tomorrow Miss McMahon," without saying anything else, the phone line clicked.
She pulled the phone away from her ear, "mom, I got an interview! I just talked to the manager of Leo's Automotive and he said to come in tomorrow at noon for an interview. I need to go shopping for a nice outfit and I'm gonna get my nails done." She ran to the kitchen, "its gonna be so easy, its just answering phones and typing their stuff into a computer. And it pays 10.75 an hour, way more than minimum wage."
Linda turned around from making grilled cheese sandwiches, smiling, "oh honey, I'm so proud of you, how much money do you need? You really deserve this job so I'll help you make everything perfect."
"I just want a French manicure, so its just plain but still looks nice," she counted in her head, "I don't know how much I'll need, I know my nails will be like 30, and then I can go to Ross to find a cheap outfit."
"I'm gonna give you a hundred if you'll go upstairs and get me my purse, you have a lot of stuff to do today so hurry up."
Stephanie turned around and walked towards her mom's bedroom, shocked that her mother was about to give her a hundred dollars for a job interview. Her stepdad seemed to control all their money and since she had to move back in with them, she wasn't supposed to have any of it. As she started back towards the kitchen, she heard a truck pull up in front of the house, her stepdad was home for lunch.
It wasn't that she disliked him, he was just really strict, especially when it came to her, even though she wasn't even his daughter, "Stephanie, hold on a second, I'll meet you in your room," her mother yelled out.
A few minutes later, Stephanie's twin half-brothers went running down the hallway to their now-shared bedroom. Then her mom opened the door, "Ric's home?"
"Yeah," Linda nodded, "I'm not gonna tell him that I'm giving you this money. I don't understand why he's been such a jerk to you since you moved back in."
Stephanie shrugged, "hopefully if I get this job, he'll realize I really was trying. I think he thinks I don't try hard enough."
"I don't know honey, I wish he wasn't like that towards you, maybe its just because you're the only girl in the family. He's just trying to watch out for you," she opened her wallet and handed her two fifty-dollar bills, "I don't care what he says about this but I feel that you deserve it to try and get this job. You have been searching for jobs like crazy and I'm thrilled that you finally found one."
"Thanks mom," she stuffed the money into her pocket, "I guess I should get going if I want to go do all these things by tomorrow." She grabbed her purse and her car keys from her desk, "I'll be back in a few hours. If I still have change from this, do you want it back?"
"No, you keep it, buy whatever else you need or want, maybe another nice shirt or something," she opened the door again and disappeared down the hallway.