Raising Tasha

Boss

Claire

 The week had flown by so fast, you would think being alienated by my neighbors would make me feel bad but no! I was soaring in the clouds, nothing was going to dampen my mood not even buck teeth and her crowd. For the first time in forever I was going to have a job, one I had not even looked for. My boss had offered to give me one no questions asked, whether it was pity or not at this point I did not care, I was going to have stable income, my daughter was going to have a better life and that is all that mattered.

Then it hit me! It was Friday evening and I had no way to contact Jerry, he had no left me his contact detail but that made no difference anyways I had no phone to call him and looking at the relationship between my neighbors and I they would never help me.

I spent the whole evening in panic, 'Was I going to lose my new job before I even started it?' I thought to myself. I had no idea where Jerry stayed in the first place, I did not know anything about him except his first name, Jerry, that is all I had to go by. One name like a dog, why was I slow sometime? Why did I not ask question when he had brought up the issue? Instead I blubbered on about not having s*x like some horny teenage. 

"Wake up Claire, no mad would want to bed your scrawny raggedy ass." I tell myself while hitting  me head as if that would jump start brain. Seriously though, Jerry was rich and very good looking why the hell would I think he desired me? I had nothing going on for me, I was not rich, I was not good looking and to top it all off I was a single mother. The was nothing even middle attractive about me.

Tasha may have seen my worried state and simply wrapped her arms around me for a hug, her tiny arms could not go around my skinny frame but I appreciated the gesture. I had a very thoughtful girl, I could see her hollow cheeks filling out, that was the result of eating well  for a week after all I was practicing for my new boss.

The whole practice thing was total bullshit, it is not like he would know if I had improved my cooking because it is only Tasha that was enjoying all of it so far, at least she was kind enough to compliment me in between bites. My baby was a little bit of an ass kisser, she did not learn any of that from me. I have always been total that my personality was not as lovable.

Overthinking the whole night, I could barely eat my dinner, I was so anxious. How was I supposed to get to work tomorrow? I should make a good impression on my first day but how the hell was I supposed to do that? I had no f*****g idea where my job was locate and no one could be blamed but me.

I tossed and turned finally getting some sleep in the early hours of the morning because my body was too exhausted to do anything anymore.

 BANG! BANG! The loudest knocking I have ever heard work me up, the iron sheets my walls were made of were rattling really loudly. Who the heck was that with no manners? Etiquette is a thing people! Jesus! The short amount of sleep meant I had a migraine, coupled with the loud banging my head felt like it was about to explode and my mood was extremely terrible.

"Rich mistress! Get the f**k out here," s**t! It was one of my freaking neighbors, I face palm. It was to early in the morning to come seeking trouble but they never actual knocked before. What did she want? I opened the door with a nasty look in my face hoping to convey just how much I was pissed off.

"Did you agree with your boyfriend to come hooting for us this early in the morning?" she sounded even angrier that I was, what had I done. Wait! Did she just say something about a boyfriend. Was I dating?

"What boyfriend? I do not have a boyfriend!" I say enunciating word for word hoping to make my point clearly understood. This topic was getting annoying!

"The black car guy! The one that dropped you home that evening, are you not his mistress?" she was seething. Black car guy, black car guy...I don't think I know anyone that owns a care. Wait, dropped off, I got dropped of...Yes! Jerry! I had to be him, he was the only person I knew that owned a car. What was he doing here so early in the morning.

"Let me see what he wants," I said walking out of my house. I felt embarrassed, here was getting cranky and almost snapping at her but it was my fault. 'Beeeeep!' came the loud horn startling me so much I nearly lost my footing. I did not think it was that loud, no wonder this woman was angry. How had I slept through all this ruckus? How tired was I? Even with the thin walls I had heard a peep.

Seeing me go out Jerry get out of his car, "Why are you not ready? I am here to pick you up for work!" he says before I get chance to let out a word. s**t! I had spent the whole night worrying about how I was supposed to get to work this morning but here he was bright and early picking me up and I had not even taken a shower yet. So much for the good impression on first day of work , I was standing like a fool before my boss in my tattered night dress! 

Will I forever always embarrass myself before this man?! God! Show me some mercy alright? This was just too much and I just realized me walking out to receive Jerry in my night dress was just giving my neighbors more ammunition to attack me with next time.

Remember when I said I was a little slow, clearly that was an understatement!