I anxiously
paced the lobby of the school administration building. My old
principal was behind closed doors, conferring with the personnel
director about my application. Since I was a known commodity, they
were speeding up the hiring process. No other interviews would be
required. All that remained was for me to sign some papers. Any
minute now, I would be out of sales for good.
The only other person in the lobby was the receptionist, who
kept looking my way, wondering why I didnt answer my cell phone.
It was ringing and the caller ID display showed a number I
recognized as belonging to my sales manager. Checking up on me, no
doubt. But this wasnt a good time to talk. Not when I was just
about to jump ship. So, I let it ring. Finally,
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After some
small talk, it was time. I got out my pen and started to sign my
name to the first document. I got as far as my first initial when
my cell phone started ringing again. The ringer was off, but I
could feel it vibrating in my pocket.
I
thoughtof my
sales manager again, still on my trail. But, instead of ignoring
the call, I hesitated, and pulled out the phone. I dont know why I
did it, but I did.
I looked at the caller ID and blinked, not sure I was seeing
it right. It wasnt my sales manager at all. This time, it was my
home number. Krista.
Hold on a sec, I said. Its my wife.
If anyone in the room said anything, I didnt hear them.
Hi! I said, answering the phone. Everything okay? I heard
the fake-good cheer in my voice, trying hard to cover up the fact
that I knew that everything would not be okay if Krista had any
idea what I was in the middle of doing.
I tried calling you at work, Krista said. Your manager
said hed try and find you for me.
My hand tightened on the cell phone. Whats wrong?
Krista said something, but interference distorted her voice.
What? I said. I didnt
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