Wednesday, December 2, 2009
6:05 AMUncle:Ok son,as you see my job is the slackest and I could even bring home my very own transport!
Nephew:I see.So,what do we do now?
Uncle:We have to send all this glass parcels for wines to different restaurants or hotels.& for this month,I have a very large amount of order at once from the newest resort in our country.
Nephew:Ouh.How large is the amount then?
Uncle:A lot of it!I think I need you for that job next time.That place is big!I can't do that alone.I will die,definetely.
Nephew:To be honest,I applied a job there.It was all underground news when I knew about it.
Uncle:Really?What was the pay offered?
Nephew:Not much,at least bigger than my current job.But they told me they would call.Maybe I didn't get it.
(Phone rings..)
Nephew:Give me a minute I got a call.
Conversation stopped.He walked away to answer the call.
(Minutes later..)
Nephew:It's from the new resort.They said I got the job.& they offered me a little bit higher than the usual.
Uncle:*Laughs* Life's turning out the way you never expected son.God permits.
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