other women brushed past us on their way out. I hardly noticed them. It was all I could do not to slump against the door frame.
Was this woman really offering me a job here? Now? Without even seeing my resume? A job for a thousand dollars a week?
A thousand a week meant four thousand a month. That was nearly double what I was making now with two jobs. With four thousand a month, I wouldn’t have to deal with snotty-nosed brats who didn’t know the difference between hockey and rugby. I also wouldn’t get to torture snobby middle-aged women.
Then again, I would also be able to afford wine that cost more than six dollars a bottle.
“I’ll take it!” I exclaimed.
Jersey grabbed my hand and shook it again, giving me a bright smile. “I’m so happy to hear that!”
Realizing I didn’t know anything about this gig but the pay, I backtracked to cover my ass. “We’ll need a contract, of course. I’ll definitely need more details about the job responsibilities. But I’m very, very interested!”
A woman waiting to get through the door cleared her throat, and I hurried to get out of her way. “I think I’m just going to change at home. I’ll give you my number, Jersey, and you can give me a call.”
“I’ll do you one better,” she said, shooing the other woman into the room. “I’ll give you the address, and you can come visit for a trial session on Friday around five. You’ll be compensated for that too, of course.”
“Friday works!” I said.
By the time Friday rolled around, I hadn’t just calculated the percent difference between my current income and four thousand dollars a month. I had also dreamed up a lot of things I could do with the extra money. That couple hundred dollars could let me make payments on a better car, or I could save it and take a trip later.
The increase would bring my salary to fifty-two thousand dollars a year! That was serious money for someone who had only gone to community college. I hadn’t planned on becoming a personal trainer, but if that was what they were making, I was definitely willing to try it.
The house Jersey had told me to go to was on the outskirts of town. As I pulled into the driveway, I noticed the outside wasn’t very well cared for. Although I didn’t usually notice lawns or trees, even I could see the grass needed to be cut. It was growing wild, nearly a foot high in some places. Weeds grew between the driveway’s tiles, and I could have sworn I saw a small animal scurry away when I stepped out of the car.
It was strange – Jersey was so well put together. I could hardly believe she lived here at all.
Shrugging away my surprise, I rang the doorbell. Jersey opened the door with a big smile. “Kale! So good to see you,” she said. She was wearing a white blouse with black linen pants, definitely not the right clothes to exercise in.
“You too,” I said, looking around. The house was dark and gloomy. Dust had settled over the furniture, and the floor was littered with junk. “Did you want to get changed? We can get started right away. I brought a few dumbbells – I wasn’t sure if you had any.”
Jersey looked at me in confusion. “Changed? Oh, I see.” She laughed. “I’m not going to be working out. I’m not the one... Let me take you upstairs.”
More lost than ever, I followed her up a winding staircase. She stopped in front of a closed door at the end of the hall. “Cerul?” she called. “Cerul, open up!”
I readjusted my gym bag at my side. If I was going to be training a man, the weights I’d brought would be much too small. I hadn’t had a clue that Jersey wasn’t the one I’d be working with.
When the door opened, I stopped thinking and just took a step back. I didn’t mean to. It was just a natural reaction to the man hulking over me.
He had to be six feet tall. Long, stringy black hair fell over his face. The skin on his arms
Was this woman really offering me a job here? Now? Without even seeing my resume? A job for a thousand dollars a week?
A thousand a week meant four thousand a month. That was nearly double what I was making now with two jobs. With four thousand a month, I wouldn’t have to deal with snotty-nosed brats who didn’t know the difference between hockey and rugby. I also wouldn’t get to torture snobby middle-aged women.
Then again, I would also be able to afford wine that cost more than six dollars a bottle.
“I’ll take it!” I exclaimed.
Jersey grabbed my hand and shook it again, giving me a bright smile. “I’m so happy to hear that!”
Realizing I didn’t know anything about this gig but the pay, I backtracked to cover my ass. “We’ll need a contract, of course. I’ll definitely need more details about the job responsibilities. But I’m very, very interested!”
A woman waiting to get through the door cleared her throat, and I hurried to get out of her way. “I think I’m just going to change at home. I’ll give you my number, Jersey, and you can give me a call.”
“I’ll do you one better,” she said, shooing the other woman into the room. “I’ll give you the address, and you can come visit for a trial session on Friday around five. You’ll be compensated for that too, of course.”
“Friday works!” I said.
By the time Friday rolled around, I hadn’t just calculated the percent difference between my current income and four thousand dollars a month. I had also dreamed up a lot of things I could do with the extra money. That couple hundred dollars could let me make payments on a better car, or I could save it and take a trip later.
The increase would bring my salary to fifty-two thousand dollars a year! That was serious money for someone who had only gone to community college. I hadn’t planned on becoming a personal trainer, but if that was what they were making, I was definitely willing to try it.
The house Jersey had told me to go to was on the outskirts of town. As I pulled into the driveway, I noticed the outside wasn’t very well cared for. Although I didn’t usually notice lawns or trees, even I could see the grass needed to be cut. It was growing wild, nearly a foot high in some places. Weeds grew between the driveway’s tiles, and I could have sworn I saw a small animal scurry away when I stepped out of the car.
It was strange – Jersey was so well put together. I could hardly believe she lived here at all.
Shrugging away my surprise, I rang the doorbell. Jersey opened the door with a big smile. “Kale! So good to see you,” she said. She was wearing a white blouse with black linen pants, definitely not the right clothes to exercise in.
“You too,” I said, looking around. The house was dark and gloomy. Dust had settled over the furniture, and the floor was littered with junk. “Did you want to get changed? We can get started right away. I brought a few dumbbells – I wasn’t sure if you had any.”
Jersey looked at me in confusion. “Changed? Oh, I see.” She laughed. “I’m not going to be working out. I’m not the one... Let me take you upstairs.”
More lost than ever, I followed her up a winding staircase. She stopped in front of a closed door at the end of the hall. “Cerul?” she called. “Cerul, open up!”
I readjusted my gym bag at my side. If I was going to be training a man, the weights I’d brought would be much too small. I hadn’t had a clue that Jersey wasn’t the one I’d be working with.
When the door opened, I stopped thinking and just took a step back. I didn’t mean to. It was just a natural reaction to the man hulking over me.
He had to be six feet tall. Long, stringy black hair fell over his face. The skin on his arms
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