[Fiction Practice] Let’s Say No

She exhaled as the berating continued. “You don’t have the skills or qualifications for this requisition! Even if you did, Chris’s client is looking for senior candidates, only! They won’t want to train someone!! They want someone that knows This and That. Do you even know about This? Or That?!” “Yes, I learned about both working at Eville L-Library.” She inhaled deeply on her cigarette. “That’s not good enough! They don’t want to train someone!”

“I understand. Let’s call it a no.”

“I don’t want to put words in your mouth[1,2]. It’s just that if you don’t have extensive experience with This or That, they don’t have the time to train you! Do you have experience with This? They need someone with experience with That already!! They’re looking to hire a senior candidate to help guide their team! Those skills are essential because the last person to hold that role moved into a really technical role!”

“Let’s just call it a no, then, Ricca.”

“I don’t want to put words in your mouth!! It’s just that…” Jane put out the remnants of the cigarette she went through, hid the evidence, pulled out her pack of cigarettes from her hoodie, lit it, and continued listening to this circular conversation that just wouldn’t end about how she wasn’t qualified. “…because of the nature of this role, they’re looking for someone with extensive experience in This and That!”

“I insist, Ricca, let’s drop it.”

“Cool! Great. Glad to hear. So I do have a role that’s perfect for you, Jane. It’s up north past Eville, you live in downtown right? The client is…” Jane’s mind drifted past the trees on the edge of this customer’s property to her resume. Didn’t it already have This and That? Why is she so upset? If she were really looking for the perfect role for me, it wouldn’t matter who found it, right? “…so what do you think, Jane?”

“No can do, Ricca.”

“W-what? But this matches your resume exactly.” “I understand, but no.” “Well, OK, then, but if you change your mind, I’ll send you an email with the details.” “Much appreciated, thanks, bye.” Jane hung up the phone, finished her cigarette, and hid its corpse too. She pulled out a stick of gum and ran back from her hiding spot behind the warehouse building back to the truck where her coworker was covering for her.

Jane jumped back into the truck.
“Hey, Jane! Did’ya get it?”
She handed her coworker a pack of cigarettes.
“No. It got me.”
He hid the pack in his jacket.

“Ah, shoot, that sucks. I was really rooting for ya. If you need another minute, feel free to sit in the cab. This is the last pallet before we drive back to the shop.” She breathed in uneasily. “How about this, Jim: you bring in this load, get the paperwork filled up, and I wrap up the truck?” “Sounds good.”

She didn’t let the conversation register until she got home.

Sources: Stock images and Optimus Prime.

Quotes: [1,2] Direct quotes.

Inspirations: I stole the phone call almost verbatim from one I had on Monday. The rest, including the smoking, is fiction.

Related: Direct sequel to “Can’t Stand By” and in the Sammohini Arc of “The Story.”

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