“Trevor, you have a phone call!” Judy yelled out from upstairs.
“Hello?” I said.
“Hi, Trevor, my name is Marc Andrews. I’m the manager of the Athletic Surplus, how are you?”
“I’m very well, Mr. Andrews, how are you?”
“I’m alive, so I can’t complain. Listen, Trevor, I have your résumé here and I’m calling to see if you’re still interested in the sales position you applied for?”
Things weren’t exactly going well with the pressure washing business, but I wanted to stick with it. I was down to my last thousand dollars and I could really use some consistent paychecks.
“I really appreciate the call, Mr. Andrews, but I have found employment elsewhere. But if things don’t work out, I would love the opportunity to work for you.”