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“Yes, Sir. I’m looking for a job, and I noticed your sign in the window.”
He nodded, pointing his finger at me before walking around the counter. “It’s about time. I’ve needed some help for a month.”
“Well, I’d work hard.”
He pulled out a pair of old glasses from his shirt and looked at me over the rim of them. “You in school?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He hummed under his breath while he handed me an application. I sat down on a stool and filled it out.
“You from here?” he asked.
“Zachary, right down the road,” I said, handing him the paper once I finished.
He skimmed it. “You’ve got the job.”
That didn’t take long.I offered him my hand. “Just like that?” I asked.
He lifted an unruly eyebrow. “You plan on robbing me?”
“No, Sir.”
“Okay then,” he said sitting down. “You’re hired.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Write down your schedule here, and I’ll get something set up for you. Can you work weekends?”
I nodded and scribbled down my schedule for him, including football games and practices. “Yes, Sir.”
“I’m Artie, don’t call me sir.”
Dooley noted.
“I’ll give you minimum wage now. I need help lifting furniture, taking care of the room and honestly just need a break from this place. I’ve been running it alone for over thirty years.”
“I can do that.”
He gave me a curt nod. “Okay. Come by tomorrow when you have a chance, and I’ll have a schedule ready for you.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
Artie left without another word. Something about his silence and bluntness settled well with me. I liked him.
When I got back to the apartment, Frankie and Jordan were in the living room playing some video games. “Where have you been?” Frankie asked.
I tossed my bag and plopped down on the couch beside him. “Job hunting.”
“Oh, yeah? Did you find one?” Jordan asked. I nodded. “Really? You found an on-campus job this late?”
“Nah, it’s a small antique shop downtown. It’s part-time, and will give me some income to help Frankie.”
Jordan frowned. Most of the football players didn’t work, because it was too much, and their parents paid for most of their expenses.
Frankie gave me the side-eye. “I can get a part-time job to help, Maverick. You don’t have to do everything.”
I shrugged. “It’s fine, you need to focus on graduating.”
