This is Michelle Robins, from Dessert Oasis. You submitted an application with us a couple weeks ago, and I’m calling to schedule an interview. We have a few positions opening up soon, and we’re looking to fill them immediately. Please get back to me as soon as you can. Michelle Robins went on to repeat her name and affiliation and provide her phone number. It took me a moment to place the silly name of the establishment she worked for, but, when I did, I remembered that Dessert Oasis was the dessert shop I’d applied to the day I ran into Anthony and we had our impromptu date. I’d almost completely forgotten that I applied there, and I’d basically given up any hope of getting a job there—or anywhere. But, lo and behold, I’d been called in for an interview! If I’d had Anthony’s number, I probably would have called him to express my excitement. But, then again, I probably would have felt stupid about it afterward. Who calls a billionaire genius to tell them they’ve landed an interview at a pie-slinging’ shop?
