The two friends sat in an empty cafe just outside a side road leading out of town. “I’ll tell ya, Jane, now that I’m off the phones, it’s really something different! The work’s harder, sure, and more competitive, but the freedom you’ve mentioned is nice.” Jane stayed quiet, chewing her cod sandwich, as Sammohini kept chatting. “But I miss the ease of helpdesk work. If you don’t know it, add your notes and escalate it!”
“Thanks for joining us today, Jane, was it?”
Jane sat across a small table from a reasonably-dressed hiring manager. She couldn’t help but notice that most of his attention was at the glass wall behind her.
“Yes. Here’s my resume, too.”
The well-dressed professional gave him one resume and placed another on the table in front of the empty seat to her right.
“Thanks. Well, George is running late again… so let’s jump right in.”
red11ned: Computer froze out of nowhere.
SamSt0rm: no worries jane. i was just about to call you but i know you still have a sore throat goin
red11ned: It’s clearing up. I must’ve caught it at the show last week.
SamSt0rm: thats good to here! they really werent that grate huh?
red11ned: It’s too bad. They’ve been great every other time I’ve seen them. They just seemed tired. I’d probably see them again…