Second Chance Idol - First Impression.
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stellinasEverything depended on this meeting, the rest of his life in fact.
He had woken up this morning with a strange,yet familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach, for he had been in this position several times before, and today was his last chance. He knew from experience that the first few seconds of the encounter could either make or break you.
He hadn’t eaten much breakfast that morning since he hadn’t wanted to risk an upset stomach later on, but now he could feel rumbling inside, a combination of hunger and nerves.
It was hot in the waiting room and he hoped that he wasn’t beginning to smell-that would be so embarrassing!
However, he could still detect the faint essence of the new shampoo wafting from his hair. Smelling nice was especially important today. Appearances were too ,being well-groomed ,of course, was essential in making a good first impression, although some would say it didn’t make any difference to the way you did your job. Good conduct too was crucial, a friendly, approachable disposition without seeming over-effusive or ,even worse ,needy ,that’s what he was aiming for.
It was getting hotter and his stiff collar was getting tighter ,he longed for a nice , cool drink ,but then he didn’t want to have to go to the toilet in the middle of it all. That would never do! He wanted to show that he was composed and reliable.
He stole a glance at the other two possible candidates in the room. The first had a terrible nervous twitch and kept scratching the right side of his nose, most annoying!
The other was in dire need of a good haircut with that long fringe in his eyes, nor did he get much exercise judging from the bulging roll around his middle, probably couldn’t see where he was going most of the time.
As if to confirm this assessment, he gave a huge yawn tongue lolling out - ugh! Disgusting! He personally enjoyed a brisk walk or even a run every morning followed by a nutritious breakfast, a good way to start the day , plus of course you could often run into some very fit, attractive females along the way.
How much longer?!
They were certainly taking their time in there. Was that a good or bad sign? The previous candidate,he had noticed, was a rather pretty female. As she had walked past him, she had smelled divine. She had, however, given him a somewhat haughty look. Very efficient looking though, she would take the job very seriously and she looked good.
As for personal taste, well that was something else altogether,she wasn’t his type at all, he preferred the outdoor type, ready to have some fun, not afraid of working up a sweat with a good run - and snuggling up in front of a glowing fire later . He was just contemplating this with the cute, feisty little redhead he had seen on his morning run the day before when he heard his name being called.
Finally it was all over .He could just hear the woman whisper as he left the room.
’’Well,he’s certainly very attractive.’’
He smiled inwardly .
He strained to hear the conversation behind the closed door.
More snippets reached his ears.
‘’.......but ....... enough experience?.........not just any job .......... most important one .......... ’’
‘’.......... personally trained by me ..............trained many ....................you’ve seen what he can do ’’ .
Rob had been excellent, he had to admit, even though he himself had felt like giving up sometimes.
‘’Katy?’’
‘’He smells lovely’’
She smelled lovely too, he thought.
At long last the door opened and they all walked out.
‘’Well Rob, it looks like we’ve found Katy her new trainee seeing eye dog’’ said Katy’s father.
’And best friend’’, Katy whispered into his freshly washed golden ear.
’Come on then, Prince, let’s go home’’
He had woken up this morning with a strange,yet familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach, for he had been in this position several times before, and today was his last chance. He knew from experience that the first few seconds of the encounter could either make or break you.
He hadn’t eaten much breakfast that morning since he hadn’t wanted to risk an upset stomach later on, but now he could feel rumbling inside, a combination of hunger and nerves.
It was hot in the waiting room and he hoped that he wasn’t beginning to smell-that would be so embarrassing!
However, he could still detect the faint essence of the new shampoo wafting from his hair. Smelling nice was especially important today. Appearances were too ,being well-groomed ,of course, was essential in making a good first impression, although some would say it didn’t make any difference to the way you did your job. Good conduct too was crucial, a friendly, approachable disposition without seeming over-effusive or ,even worse ,needy ,that’s what he was aiming for.
It was getting hotter and his stiff collar was getting tighter ,he longed for a nice , cool drink ,but then he didn’t want to have to go to the toilet in the middle of it all. That would never do! He wanted to show that he was composed and reliable.
He stole a glance at the other two possible candidates in the room. The first had a terrible nervous twitch and kept scratching the right side of his nose, most annoying!
The other was in dire need of a good haircut with that long fringe in his eyes, nor did he get much exercise judging from the bulging roll around his middle, probably couldn’t see where he was going most of the time.
As if to confirm this assessment, he gave a huge yawn tongue lolling out - ugh! Disgusting! He personally enjoyed a brisk walk or even a run every morning followed by a nutritious breakfast, a good way to start the day , plus of course you could often run into some very fit, attractive females along the way.
How much longer?!
They were certainly taking their time in there. Was that a good or bad sign? The previous candidate,he had noticed, was a rather pretty female. As she had walked past him, she had smelled divine. She had, however, given him a somewhat haughty look. Very efficient looking though, she would take the job very seriously and she looked good.
As for personal taste, well that was something else altogether,she wasn’t his type at all, he preferred the outdoor type, ready to have some fun, not afraid of working up a sweat with a good run - and snuggling up in front of a glowing fire later . He was just contemplating this with the cute, feisty little redhead he had seen on his morning run the day before when he heard his name being called.
Finally it was all over .He could just hear the woman whisper as he left the room.
’’Well,he’s certainly very attractive.’’
He smiled inwardly .
He strained to hear the conversation behind the closed door.
More snippets reached his ears.
‘’.......but ....... enough experience?.........not just any job .......... most important one .......... ’’
‘’.......... personally trained by me ..............trained many ....................you’ve seen what he can do ’’ .
Rob had been excellent, he had to admit, even though he himself had felt like giving up sometimes.
‘’Katy?’’
‘’He smells lovely’’
She smelled lovely too, he thought.
At long last the door opened and they all walked out.
‘’Well Rob, it looks like we’ve found Katy her new trainee seeing eye dog’’ said Katy’s father.
’And best friend’’, Katy whispered into his freshly washed golden ear.
’Come on then, Prince, let’s go home’’
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