For as long as she could remember, Rita had dreaded getting out of bed in the morning... dreaded going to work, and dreaded coming home again. Nothing was going right in her life and she would have preferred to stay under the covers and avoid it altogether.
Dragging herself out of bed and into the shower after hitting the snooze button on the alarm three times, Rita grabbed her travel mug of coffee and a muffin from the counter, and headed out the door in the nick of time, praying the lights would all be green on the short drive to the office. Her boss had already warned her that one more late arrival would mean her dismissal.
Zipping into the parking lot Rita dashed for the entrance. She opened the door and collided with a large man in a suit that was heading out, both of them landing in a tangled heap on the sidewalk. Rita was mortified when the man stood up, dusted himself off, and then extended his hand to help her up. She recognized his face as one of the young bank officers from the bank across the street. He helped her collect the scattered contents of her purse, and apologized profusely, though Rita knew that the accident had been her fault entirely, as she had been looking down at her feet and had just then realized she was sporting mismatched shoes.
Suddenly it dawned on Rita that she was now several minutes late for work and she burst into tears, startling the man she had just met. In a kind voice he asked her what was wrong and she choked out the words, telling him that now she was surely going to be fired from her job. The man smiled broadly and said, "Well then ma'am, this might be your lucky day. I was just over here posting up a notice that we are looking for some additional customer service reps at our bank, and I'm thinking it would be a whole lot nicer running into you in the office than crashing in doorways like this."
Rita was stunned. Had she heard him right? Was he actually offering her a job? And what was this about it being nice running into her? He smiled and handed her his business card, and told her to report for work at 9 AM sharp the following day. Then he headed back across the street.
Rita entered her old office to find a glowering boss and her belongings already collected in a box and waiting on her desk. He seemed a bit surprised when he handed Rita her termination papers and she smiled and thanked him for being so patient with her for so long, saying that she understood it was entirely her fault that he was dismissing her.
It was hard for Rita to fall asleep that night, she was so excited about the new job, and the possibilities of new relationships and a brighter future; yet she woke up the following morning half an hour before the alarm was set to go off, and for the first time in a long time, bounded out of bed eager to begin a new day.~*~*~*~*~*~*~
This story was written for Two Shoes Tuesday
where the theme choices this week are awaken and joy