Barry's first job was to hire some women to help stock the shelves. The best of these workers would later be offered the chance to stay on as full-time clerks. I smiled to myself, "If I know Barry, he's just going to hire the best-built ones." (He did.)
The prettiest was a buxom blonde who, much to my surprise, kept casting glances my way.
I've always been a shy type, but finally got the courage to smile back.
Her broad smile in return told me there was possibility here.
I kept trying to work up the nerve to go ask for her number – but never did. But, as the first day got closer to quitting time, I went into the men's room, rinsed my face, sipped some cool water,
and walked resolutely back onto the sales floor.
But where was everyone?