So far I’ve been on five job interviews. Which weren’t so bad, but I came across and add in the paper that says they’re looking for a dancer, to teach, so I’m gonna go check it out.

            I’m seating on the Dance Studio for Kids owner’s office, waiting for him to get here, he’s already five minutes late, but who’s counting. He arrived rushing through the door, then he stopped and just stands there staring at me, then he smiles.

            – Sorry I’m late, I actually have no excuse, my alarm is broken?.- he’s joking already, I like him, he looks kinda clumsy though. 

            – It’s ok, it’s not that late, five minutes is nothing.-

            – My name is Greg, Greg Carter.-

            – Sydney Miller, here.-

            He’s a good looking guy, he’s tall, and muscular, without getting to be a big guy, he’s just in good shape, his clothes are quite formal, black suit, white shirt, light blue tie, black and shiny shoes, hair perfectly done, he looks like some sort of executive, but still cool. So we had the interview while walking around the school, it used to be a house, so it’s not that big, it has four big classrooms, a little kitchen with nothing more than a coffee maker, and a microwave, a little garden, really green and full of roses, two bathrooms, one for the boys and one for the girls, as usual. When we finished the tour, and the questioning, he asked for a dance test, to which I agreed, so we went to one of the classrooms, and I did my thing, he said he loved it, the he asked me if I had any experience with children, which I don’t and I told him so, but I also said I love kids and I can learn, and the he basically told me I got the job, but that he needed to check some stuff first, but that he’ll call me in a couple of days, to let me know for sure.

            I basically hung around my place the next two days, focusing on fixing some things, and making the place feel more like home, and then on the third day, my phone rang.

            – Hello?.-

            – Hi! Is Sydney there?-

            – This is she, and you are?-

            – I’m Greg, I’m just calling to let you know you got the job.-

            – I thought you said you’ll call in a couple of days, correct me if I’m wrong but it’s been three days since that.- I’m just playing with him, he knows that, ever since we met we can’t seem to stop mocking  each other, we hit it off really great, I’m glad he’s gonna be my boss.

            – Oh well, if you don’t want the job there’s always some one else I could call.-

            – No, I’ll take the job, when do I have to be there?-

            – Monday, nine o’clock.-

            – You’re kidding, please tell me you’re kidding.-

            – No kidding.-

            – Oh men! I hate having to wake up that early, it’s on my top five list of dislikes.- yeah! It comes fourth, right above pure milk, and underneath needles & hospitals.

            – Well there’s nothing I can do for you on that, oh and by the way you got four groups, the 7, 8, 9, and 10 year olds, you think you can handle that Miller?-

            – Piece of cake Carter, I’ll see you on Monday.-

            – Ok, see you then, bye.- I’m really happy about this job even though I have no experience with children what so ever, I’ll do good I know I will. 

            Ok today is my first day at work and I really, truly don’t understand why do I have to be there so early, it’s freaking eight o’clock, I never get up this early, I’m used to get up like at ten or eleven, and two hours can make all the difference in the world. So now I would kill for a cup of coffee, so I’m going to this place that’s near my house, “the planet” or something, I’ve been wanting to get in but I just can’t seem to do it, but since now I’m dying for a coffee, I get in, as soon as I stepped inside, and the door closed behind me, She crashed against me.