Matthew Jones's Business

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Violet would have some hot coffee while searching her laptop for websites to upload her resume, she was sending resumes even to accounting assistants, if it wasn't,  on the one hand, it had to be on the other.

Badly told she  sent about 50 emails to different companies,  and she left her resume visible to all human resources teams and psychologists.

She andScucho who opened the door of her apartment and a deep sadness squeezed her chest again, had nothad time to think about her boyfriend's infidelity, her mind was much busier in getting a job.

"Violet, precious," Violet lifted the palm of her hand and cut  off the dialogue  of her ex-boyfriend.

"Go get your stuff.

Jack looked at her with deep sadness, was an i***t and accepted him, how could he deceive his wife?

While lately they  were not very sexually active, he still loved her as the first day, they had been together for three years, never, to this day, had touched the body of a woman other than Violet's.

That damn model had carefully seduced him and mentally struck himself for being so weak and cheating on his sweet girlfriend.

What hurt her the most was seeing her indifference, he knew her very well but very well, Violet was the most sensitive woman in the world, almost everything made her cry, even the good times, but she had only seen her on two occasions so bad that she did not cry, she felt so much pain that she did not express it, the first time was at her father-in-law's funeral, Violet had been in shock, did not react, did not cry, nothing.

Until a month later, it exploded with all its might and the crying did not stop in a week; Jack was now afraid, as she was being the second time she saw Violet this way, her eyes were not taking off from her laptop, but her lips were ajar as if she had trouble breathing.

He took a step towards her.

"Go away," was just a whisper,  but he heard it.

He didn't bother her anymore, he knew it wasn't time for them to talk, I had to give her some time and when she was ready she'd look for him.

Hecmined into his room and started packing his clothes in a gym bag, hoped Violet would come through the door asking her to stay, the minutes would pass and she wouldn't look for him.

She made more noise than necessary looking in the drawers, in the bathroom and in the kitchen her belongings, Violet did not flind, Jack let out a very annoying buffoy and left the  apartment full of going.

Violet scratched her scalp with her fingernails on her right hand and let go of the sigh she had held, it was only three o'clock in the afternoon and no desire for lunch she had when she received a new email.

She bgave up the excitement and opened this one. His eyes were wide open and a smile lit up his face when he read the message Tomorrow has an interview!

She got up from the happy place and started organizing her house, had to get Jack's smell out of that place and at once, give a little change to the place and in this way, give a little change to her life.

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The next morning she got up  in a very good mood, had to admit that I miss sleeping with Jack very much, but now that was her reality, without him.

She went into the shower and was under cold water forat least 5 minutes, then dressed in the most formal clothes she had and put on her makeup as she always did, very natural, the sunscreen had a little color and she used it as if it were a base, blush on her cheeks,  mascara on her  lashes and a little lip gloss.

Nothing very elaborate but that made her look very pretty.

She had some almond milk cereal and a banana, brushed her teeth and left her apartment holding her purse in one hand and in the other the car keys.

When he got to the car this one didn't turn on, what else horrible things could happen to Violet?

She screamed frustrated and got out of the car, didn't have time to wait for a mechanic so she practically ran off to the main track to take a cab.

Nerves were eating her, just when she needed a taxi, everyone was busy, but if she wasn't waiting for any there if they would go free, she wanted to fool life by pretending she wasn't in a hurry and didn't mind if they passed empty or full taxis, reverse psychology had to work.

Two minutes later he stopped a free taxi, held inside and got on this one.

"Good morning! "He greeted the driver with emotion—please take me to this address.

He laid out the role with the management, the taxi driver nodded and started driving. Violet knew the place was a little far away and on the way she begged heaven to arrive on time.

The driver must have felt his nerves because he took all the shortcuts he knew so the nervous girl could get to the place quickly.

15 minutes later they were already at the entrance of the company,

Violet paid the driver and thanked, stood in front of the large cellar and sighed, was a toy producer, the good thing about her job was that for any company you were always going to need an accountant and that was a big plus for her

He walked to the door and rang the bell, a security guard didn't take five seconds to open a small village.

"Good morning, what do you need?

" Hello, good morning! "She greeted very excitedly, cried a little and sighed," I have a job interview with Mrs. Alicia.

The man emitted a small sound of affirmation and opened the big gate, Violet came in with a little smile.

"Go straight down that aisle," said a dark, long corridor, "at the bottom of it is the lady's office.

"Okay, thank you very much.

The place was not at all cute, it seemed creetric and to be a toy company, for children, it looked more like an old man or an abandoned place.

He passed the corridor very fearfully until he reached a place where at least 12 people were found in total silence.

"Good morning," he said quietly.

The locals answered him in the same tone of voice, Violet looked at each person in the place, 7 women and 4 men, each with a folder in hand.

They also came for an interview.

She sighed a little bitterly, she didn't see everything that easy anymore, she had to excel a lot to be able to stay in the post, there was only one quota for 12 people.

Time passed and Violet was already in pain, the heels she had decided to wear were the ones that tired her the most, and there they must have been standing because there was nowhere to take a seat.

It took about two hours until it was finally Violet's turn, it was strange that women didn't take long in the interview, while men did, some much longer than others.

When he walked into the office and saw the woman who was going to do the interview for him, it became clearer. The woman was tossed and her clothes poorly on, was she serious?

You got it because one of the girls came out muttering insults towards the woman, you could tell that if  someone got the job, it definitely wasn't going to be any woman.

"Good—The woman's tone of voice was loud and abrupt.

Violet felt uncomfortable right away, I don't even know she wanted to sit in the chair because she didn't know if she was clean, the interview sucked, she didn't last 10 minutes when she left the place with the vomit stuck in her throat.

The woman had no respect for herself, working in a place like this would be not good at all.

On the way to the city center, she would enter any business she saw to offer herself as an accountant, in all of them she was rejected, some in a kinder way than the others.

Several promised they'd call her soon, but  she knew that wouldn't happen.

He came home more sadly than yesterday's, although he had to be grateful that he still had a roof to live on and something to put in his mouth, he could even live well for about 2 or maybe three months if he managed the money well, although of course, he would count his savings for his eye surgery.

She prepared a chicken broth he loved so much and took it while watching one more chapter of Friends.

She opened his laptop and went into freelancerpages, his best friend, Santiago, had once told him about this platform, he had done work translating texts and had paid him very well, maybe someone there needed some task that she could do.

A profile was created explaining their skills in detail.

Professional accountant, I am a very proactive and dynamic person, with a great sense of responsibility. , good handling of office, writing texts at high speed, teaching mathematics,

She didn't put anything else in, he thought that was enough at the moment, and then he'd adapt to what he had to do.

She uploaded a profile picture where she looked more professional than ever and was happy with the result.

She called her best friend, but she didn't answer me, she wanted to go out and drink a little and forget about her bad streak at the time, with no best friend without which to go out, she better stay home to avoid bitter moments on her own somewhere else.

She kept watching the series and then went to bed to start a better day, or so he hoped.