08-10-2019, 04:46 AM
There were plenty in line for the job position. For instance, there was this much younger male named Nick. He valued sports with a passion, enough to talk someone down for days about Football and Futbol. His passion came with anger and that in itself came with arrogance. Good luck working in the industry with that kind of a self-destructive mindset.
Then, there were just some who did not quite understand that TJ was not looking for them to apply at all. That in itself came in the form of Judy. A lady too well into the ages, someone likened to be past the term Baby Boomer. She was a local, someone who many liked, but her work ethics were legendary and that was not a compliment. One of the people you had to occasionally say "Aw, bless their heart."
Neither him, Leah, nor the incoming twins needed that in their life when that in itself was racked with other obstacles presently.
That was where Marcus came in as TJ stepped outside his office from the apparel section of his business, his hand subconsciously rubbing his baby bump.
"Pleasure is all mine," he said with a smile as he delivered a powerful handshake, one that spoke of being well earned out on the gridiron. "Your resume was quite interesting. Interesting than most, to say the least."
TJ had nothing bad to say about that. Anyone could make a resume look stellar and get testimonial praises from peers and higher authority figures without trying, after all. TJ needed to see how well Marcus might do in a scenario.
"You don't have to call me Mr. Hinton either. I'm sure I could tell that lame joke about that being my father or not being that older than you," he continued with a slight chortle. "Anyways, I think you are perhaps one of the three likely candidates that are in line for this position. If it's not a hassle, what are you doing tonight?"
Then, there were just some who did not quite understand that TJ was not looking for them to apply at all. That in itself came in the form of Judy. A lady too well into the ages, someone likened to be past the term Baby Boomer. She was a local, someone who many liked, but her work ethics were legendary and that was not a compliment. One of the people you had to occasionally say "Aw, bless their heart."
Neither him, Leah, nor the incoming twins needed that in their life when that in itself was racked with other obstacles presently.
That was where Marcus came in as TJ stepped outside his office from the apparel section of his business, his hand subconsciously rubbing his baby bump.
"Pleasure is all mine," he said with a smile as he delivered a powerful handshake, one that spoke of being well earned out on the gridiron. "Your resume was quite interesting. Interesting than most, to say the least."
TJ had nothing bad to say about that. Anyone could make a resume look stellar and get testimonial praises from peers and higher authority figures without trying, after all. TJ needed to see how well Marcus might do in a scenario.
"You don't have to call me Mr. Hinton either. I'm sure I could tell that lame joke about that being my father or not being that older than you," he continued with a slight chortle. "Anyways, I think you are perhaps one of the three likely candidates that are in line for this position. If it's not a hassle, what are you doing tonight?"