by Waldorfia Tomosky
A Nice Ending to a Friday Night
My interviewer, my escort, my potential employer had been walking me around Old Boston showing me the sights.
An hour of walking was all I could handle.
I had to speak. “You know the flight from Buffalo to Boston, the excitement of meeting you and this walk has me bushed. I wonder if it would be terrible of me to ask you to take me back to the hotel.”
It was more of a plea than a request. I was dead on my feet.
“Sure, I should have realized it” he responded. “It was selfish of me not to think about it. I was having such a good time showing you around that I became thoughtless. Let’s go up this side street, it will get us to the car a lot faster.”
The ride on the way back to the hotel was rather quiet. I didn’t have enough energy to initiate a conversation and he appeared deep in thought. He broke the silence.
“Look, since we did Old Boston that leaves you tomorrow with nothing to do. I would enjoy seeing you tomorrow. Maybe we could go into the office and I could show you how we make money operating a blog business. Do you think you would feel up to it?”
“Of course” I said before I even knew what I was saying.
As we entered the ramp to the underground parking lot I thought to myself “You lucked out with that answer. That is why you are here, to get a job in the blogging business.”
He walked me to the elevator and kept me safe until we reached the floor my room was on. When the door opened he said “I will watch from here until I am sure you are safely in your room. What time should I pick you up tomorrow?”
“How about nine thirty?” I asked.
“OK” he responded, “Nine thirty and save room for breakfast. We can eat and enjoy the view of the bay before we go to the office” .
I thanked him and gave his hand a squeeze to let hm know I appreciated his gentle and caring manner. We said goodnight. As I entered my room I looked back and saw him watching carefully over me.