Jeremiah
"Does your mother leave the house too? Does she work for the company or somewhere else?" I ask her. "She does volunteer work," she tells me and chugs another glass. She grabs her phone and types away. A huge smile on her face. She drinks another glass, then pours more. At this point, we have gotten nowhere. I have nothing to lose, so I decide to just go for it. At least I will have an idea if I will be getting the client or not. This has got to be the most unprofessional meeting/interview. "So, does it look like we have a deal? Can we get a signature today?" I ask. "You can get anything from me," she says. I dial a number and a minute later, 2 contracts sit before me. I ignore all her other comments and keep it strictly professional.
"Will you make sure I get home safely?" s
