章節 43: Chapter 9: Part 7 - Late night self-reflection
Part 7
It was about 6 pm when I arrived back home with the new contract in hand. Heather had dramatically lit the old contract on fire in a trash can and watched it burn as if she was secretly wishing the contract was Ms Jun instead. She the insisted that I look through the new contract and only bring it back signed if all the terms were satisfactory. We also exchanged contact information if I wanted to clarify something or request any changes.
I walked into the living room and threw the contract on the table. I curled up onto the sofa and flopped over, just staring at the contract for a while.
It was so strange, but this wasn't the first time a boss had come on to me. In the past, I would have seen it as an opportunity, but now I felt dirty and guilty…as if I was betraying Chris in some way. But Chris and I weren't in a relationship. To her, we weren't even friends. Here was a woman trying to jump my bones, and swearing to make me fall for her, and yet I was pining over someone who crushed my ribs at night and refused to talk to me in the morning.
I pulled the contract towards me and looked at it. The pay was pretty standard at ¥210,000 starting pay, and this was a little better than the cashier position which had been ¥180,000. The position was an 8 am to 3 pm shift, and it was only 4 days a week as every other day, the café registers needed to be tallied up and the profits deposited before they could be updated into the system. The position was a junior position so it was below minimum wage, however, Heather had explained as she walked me out that if I worked a year, there would be an automatic promotion, and my pay would increase to ¥350,000 depending on my work performance review.
"And don't think you can get Ms Jun to interview you for that, the work performance review is with me and our department. If it was up to Ms Jun, I'm sure you'd make partner without even investing capital, so don't even think of asking her to vouch for you" Heather had warned, her eyebrows furrowed, wagging a stern finger at me.
"I wouldn't dream of it, after how my interview went" I had replied, exasperatedly.
Heather's frown relaxed and she smiled apologetically then patted me on the back "If it's any consolation, you're not the first, and you won't be the last. Also never let Ms Jun make you anything, everyone has had a slice of rum cake and none of us have liked the delivery of said cake, so as long as you stay clear of Ms Jun, you'll be fine"
I flipped through the rest of the contract. They provided dental and even mental health care days. Like what was this place, heaven? Amber was right, they did prioritize work-life balance; there was even a clause about how one couldn't be allowed to work overtime if they had chronically ill family members or if they were parents!
I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling. I could still feel Ms Jun's arm on my shoulder, our bodies pressed together. I closed my eyes and drew my arm over my face, a dreamy image of her face danced in my mind's eyes, and for a moment, I wondered what would have happened if instead of refusing, I had opened my mouth willingly, and let her stick her fingers inside me. What would it have been like, to lick and suck those sticky sweet fingertips….the image of Ms Jun blurred out, and suddenly Chris was the one with the cake...her fingers covered in cream...and she was saying...
I groaned and sat up and pinched my cheeks. I cannot be thinking that way about either of those women. One woman was clearly unhinged, her eyes set on making a snack out of me. The other was as cold as ice and wanted to use me as some bedwarmer in order to pay off the debts I owed her. There was no winning between the two of them!
I went to my room and grabbed a pen and signed the contract. Slipping it into my black book bag that I had carried Chris' laptop in the other day, I decided to call it a night and took a cold shower to quell any more feelings of arousal that were plaguing my mind.
Before I slept, I texted Chris that I had got a job offer, however as usual, I didn't get a reply.
I looked through the Requests app, the strikes were adding up, and it made me feel uneasy. At least like this I could slowly start making back the money I owed, and sort out this horrible situation I had with Chris…and who knows, actually start a new situation with someone who was actually interested in me?
I shook my head, or rather, ran far far away from both of them! They were driving me up the wall with their beautiful faces and their amazing cooking skills!
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