The Dream Job


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Last night I walked a way from my routine of watching King of Kings. I wanted to see what other people were watching. I surfed through the channels and came across a show called Dirty Money.

Now I have always known that money was dirty. I learned that real quick when I was working in the public eye where money was quickly exchanged. My fingers some days look like I had been working in a small flower garden.

I tuned in on it and I was really shocked at what I had been missing out there. There were work opportunities that  had been  passing  me by. The money that could be made was more than in my wildest dreams. Thousands, yes thousands. All I had to do was be myself.

I had to buy some fancy clothes. I may have to take a one-time class updatin  my lady etiquette  manners. Maybe buy some jewelry and oh, the most important thing, go to Weight Watchers to get slim and sexy looking.

For only four hours worth of smiling and maybe a few favors being done, I could earn five thousand dollars. That was the least I could earn. Do you realize I could stay at home keep my passion with my writing and friends? I could work part-time and still have plenty of time for all of you.

As I watched the show I compared myself to some of the business owners and knew that I had a lot of work to do before I could open my own business. I would have to stop my fun and healthy exercises and get my own personal trainer.

I may have to seek out a plastic surgeon and have some bumps and curves added here and there. Oh and by the way, while you are adding Mr. Doctor, can you take out this extra five-pounds around my waist? It really has been bothering me ever since I had kids.

Now I needed to go visit one of those second-hand stores. I was going to have to practice walking the run way with my new four-inch heels. I guess I would look pretty silly falling in front of all of those prestigious clients. So the goal for one day was walk, walk, and hold the chest up and out.

I noticed that a very important piece of evidence included in my resume needed to be my education. Did this mean that my local high school education was not good enough. Well what about my local community college classes, did they count? Was I going to have to send a way to one of those phony internet companies and have some printed framed degrees made up?

I really don’t believe that this work opportunity was a gift from God. Knowing this before  hand, would I be spending all of this quality time with myself only to fail down the road? I know that when I walk the wrong path, I always have to pay the price but, I would have plenty of money to tide me over while getting my dignity and confidence back, right?

Well after watching the one hour entertaining and educational show, I flipped the channel over to the Golden Girls. Although it sounded mysterious, glamorous and exciting, I don’t think being a high-class prostitute is for me after all. Thank you little television for letting me see a tiny dark side of what I have been missing in the world. I guess I will go back to praying and listening for an answer.

Free Write Friday, July 27, 2012


Shawn was in the apple orchard picking his sweetheart the biggest, plumpest apples he could find. He was going to give them to her tonight over dinner, to let her know that she was definitely the apple of his eye. After dinner he planned to ask her to be his wife.

He had been working on this plan for some time, getting it just right, providing the perfect setting. Julie had been a hard one to crack. She was better off financially than Shawn, and had at first looked down her nose at Shawn, but with much work and persistence, he had swayed her in his direction.

Shawn knew the moment he saw her he was going to make her his. He worked at a garage as a mechanic, and Julie brought her sports car in every two months for a check-up and an oil change.

When he approached her in the beginning Julie was very aloof from him. She was not falling for any of his humor. Julie had a two-year old sports car in the shade of jade. It had an intrinsic glow to it, and you could see it coming a mile down the road. The symmetry was perfect for this car. It could take curves quicker than you could blink an eye. Shawn bet that it could go from 0 to 100 in sixty seconds or less.

While the dating had begun between the two, Shawn worked as much as he could to save money for a nicer car than he, himself owned. There was nothing wrong with his car, but if he intended to continue to impress Julie, he had to park this one in the shadows of his garage and find a richer looking car.

The two ended up being very close, spending every free moment they could afford to. Shawn was brushing up on  his manners, and had been pumping iron in his bedroom every night, until everyone could not help but notice his immense muscles, and even Julie was impressed with his artistic form.

The owner of the garage knew Shawn’s intentions, and kept his eye open on newer, wheels for him. His boss saw that his feelings for Julie were sincere, and he was sure that Julie felt the same way about Shawn.

After about seven months had gone by, the owner of the garage motioned Shawn to stick around after the garage closed. Shawn thought he had screwed up in some way and he was about to get a chewing out, but when he met the boss in his office, there was a smile on his face, and Shawn let out a sigh of relief and sat down in the chair across from him.

The boss lit up a cigarette and handed one to Shawn, and as they enjoyed being off the clock, the boss asked Shawn if he had found his dream car yet, and Shawn hung his head a little down, and shook his head no. The boss jumped up from his seat, and putting his butt out in the ash tray, said come on, let’s check out what I found. Come out back here.

When they both walked through the back door, there sat a midnite blue Cadillac. It was a beauty! It was full of shine and plenty of chrome. The inside was alabaster in color. Shawn’s mouth dropped to his knees and his eyes bugged out of their sockets.

The boss explained that an old couple that he had known, well, the husband had passed on, and that his widow didn’t want the car any longer, and wanted to sell it. Now, he says to him, I  used to work on this car, and I know of a few minor things that need to be replaced and or adjusted. Would you be willing to purchase this baby? Shawn asked how much it was, and the owner stated that he had been needing an assistant manager to help run the garage, so he, the owner, could take a few more days off for fishing and car shows. He figured that with the increase in wages, he would be able to have this car paid off in a couple of months, if he could just come up with at least half now.

When Shawn found out the price and what the boss wanted up front, he knew he had that in his savings at home, so the two shook hands and a deal was made.

Shawn didn’t breathe a word of his new car to Julie. He wanted to pick her up in it the night he was going to ask her to marry him. He worked harder than ever at the garage, learning how to open and close the registers, where the buttons were and how to use them in case of a robbery. He learned how to make bank deposits. The owner was proud of his quick ability to learn, and in no time, the two months were up and the car, was his.

He had done it! He had improved himself, had respectable wheels, had moved up at work, and now as he drove his shiny new caddy  with his fresh picked apples and the diamond ring in  his jeans pocket, he was ready to pick up Julie and take her to dinner, and pop the big question.

When he pulled up to her house, she was standing outside waiting for him. She looked hot. That must be a new dress she was wearing, as he didn’t remember ever seeing her in it. She looked at him but her eyes kept bouncing back to the car. She asked him who’s it was and he told her it was his. She questioned him on how in the world he could ever afford it, and he just smiled and said he had his ways.

She told him it was a nice car, Shawn was disappointed, as he didn’t get the response that he was hoping for. He patted the box in his pant’s pocket, and opened the passenger door for her to get in. After shutting her door, he raced over to his side and got in. He turned the music up a little, the sounds coming from all corners.

They stopped in front of the restaurant, and he jumped out and went over and opened her door for him, and the two walked in. They were seated and given their menus. After their drinks arrived, and the orders were placed, Julie took  his two hands together, and laying hers over his, and said that she had something to say.

Shawn didn’t wait, he got up from his chair and left her sitting there alone, as he could hear the last part of her words echoing in his mind, I am so sorry, but I have found someone else. I like you but I don’t want to lead you on………….Shawn pulled the box out of his pocket and dropped it on the floor board of his car. He got in and drove home in silence,  pondering on what he hadn’t done to win her heart totally.

Thank-you Kellie for allowing me yet another chance to write for you on Free Write Friday.

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