A New Job II

Amelie

Hassan pulled up in a black Skoda Octavia in the mild hours of the morning. Once again I was still struggling to keep up with the time here in Egypt, and like every other first timer had overslept. Father had already informed me beforehand that Hassan would be coming to take me to the office for a quick supervision and revelation of my new job. He would have loved to come with us, but unfortunately he had news to cover elsewhere in a different part of the city. 

 The tinted window slid down to reveal my new boss, Mr. Frederic J. Hassan behind the wheel. His warm smile did little to ease my racing heart, but I managed to return a polite smile. First impressions always matter, acting out of line on my first day could potentially damage our relationship for good.

"Good morning," Hassan greeted me, his voice calm and reassuring. "Are you ready for your first day?"