After leaving university with degrees in Media Studies and English language I found my self in the position of having qualifications as useful as "Introduction to Sandwich Repair." Like everyone else who took Media I wanted to be a director and I was told I had potential but as soon as I left the comfort of the university I was lost and needed money. So I started looking for jobs after being told I was both over and under qualified I landed a job in the passport office. Reasonably paid and fairly respectable it stopped my Mother's nagging and gave me much needed money.
The problem is the job is soul crushingly boring. My position is simple to proof check the photos for all the major problems, too bright, too dark, eyes closed and hats it's pretty simple. The worst thing is I only get one quota of photos a day as that's when the post comes in and by 11am I'm done for the day. I work in an office in an empty part of the building so I generally read and listen to music. I've had worst jobs true but this is just fantastically dull and for most of the day pointless. When Natalie came she changed work for me and made me excited to come in everyday.
Early on a Monday morning I found a note on my desk asking me to come into a meeting at my boss's office. Nothing unusual to be honest although I did go to the bathroom and tidy up my hair and retie my tie. I knocked and ended and was presented by two smiling faces in office chairs and a third, which I was quickly gestured to sit down in. I smiled brightly and sat down.
"Hello James," my boss Jeanie spoke first. Mid fifties, Jeanie looked much older than she was but she was incredibly kind and cheerful.
"Hi, Mrs Spencer." I said whilst I smiled at the girl next to me.
"James, this is Natalie Everett." I smiled again at Natalie but this time I looked deep into her eyes she was gorgeous. Absolutely stunning I really couldn't believe it; no woman I had ever seen was anywhere near as beautiful as Natalie. Although that sounds like an overstatement it wasn't. She had big brown eyes that look almost tearful. Her brown curly hair fell on her shoulder and bounced each time she moved. Natalie's lips were full and although she didn't wear make up her face look vibrant and for lack of a better word perfect. I finally stopped staring.
"Hi," was honestly the best my mouth could do. She was friendly though and beamed a big pretty smile at me and said hi back.
"We decided to hire another person to help with your work load James. Now don't worry she's not going to steal you're job, just assist you."
"That sounds great," I wanted this girl as close to me as possible I began smiling a grin that was frankly scary although I face didn't seem to obey commands to stop.
"If you wouldn't mind James we'd also like you to train Natalie up so to speak. Show her the ropes."
"Yeah of course, if you want for the first couple of weeks she can share my office it's massive and it'll make it easy." I know, I know write now I sound like the worst kind of pervert and I'm sorry. But when Jeanie asked if that was okay with Nat she seemed genuinely supportive of the idea. So we ended up getting an extra desk and chair and heading back to my office. We arranged the desk so we would be facing each other and I began telling her the deal with what we'd be doing day in day out.
"Seriously then why hire me?" She asked once I'd explained how long it takes me to do this each day.
"I have no idea but at least I'll be done by ten now." Natalie smiled at this and since I'd already done today's work we just talked.
We actually had a lot in common a lot of the same music (which is odd because I have eclectic taste) films and even computer games. By the end of the day we talked like old friends it was nice. She was funny which is always the way to my heart and when it was time to go I asked her how she was getting home.
"Bus, why?"
"If you wanted I could give you a lift home."
"I've only known you for 5 hours for all I know you're a serial killer."
