stand.
“It is a very inspirational room Max.”
“I hope everyone appreciates it as much as I do.” He said shyly.
“They will. I have some boxes of sheet music for you in my room.
“Thanks Sam. For everything.”
“No problem.” Sam said heading toward her room.
Sam had chosen the first room at the top of the stairs. She had put a few music quote wall appliques on the light blue walls. Keyboards were in a semi-circle around the middle of the room. She organized the sheet music for a while, then decided she would see how the big recital room turned out.
When Sam was planning the concept of the re-model, she wanted a bigger room for the kids to be able to perform in front of their peers. She almost cried when she walked into the room. Everything was perfect, exactly like she wanted it. The room had a lounge feel to it. There was couches, arm chairs, stools, and a beautiful stage. Sam wanted the students to get the feeling as if they were performing at home in their own living rooms. The baby grand sat center stage along with some music stands and a sound system. Sam sat on one of the arm chairs and started to daze when she was suddenly startled.
“Hi!” Jeffrey Johnson all but yelled at her.
“Jeffrey how did you get in here?”
“Clare let me in.”
“What do you want?” Sam asked annoyed.
“I was wondering if you would hire me.”
“As what?”
“I don’t know. Your assistant perhaps. I want to learn everything I can.”
“Well I guess I could use an assistant. I will give you one shot. You will have 2 months to prove to me that hiring you as my assistant was the right decision.”
“ Thank you Sam. I really appreciate this.”
“It is a trial period. That is all. You can thank me if I decide to keep you on.”
“Ok.”
“Meet me in my office in 5 minutes. We will go over your job expectations.” Sam said as Jeffrey ran out of the room and down the stairs.
Jeffrey was a 19 year old kid who insisted on learning about owning a store from Sam. Liz had offered him a job once, but he had refused telling her that he would rather wait until Sam had the time to teach him. Sam had always thought he was a little too eager. She figured, though, that with all the craziness in her life lately she should probably give him a chance.
Sam let out a sigh and walked to the balcony overlooking the whole store. She stood there for a moment, appreciating her creation. She ascended the stairs and walked into her office. She was mentally wracking her brain for what she could possibly have Jeffrey do for her.
“Thanks again.” Jeffrey said looking up from a magazine as she appeared in the doorway.
“I told you not to thank me yet.” She walked over to her computer and pulled up a blank page in Word.
“So what do I do first?” Jeffrey asked excitedly.
“Give me a second.” Sam said rapidly typing her list of expectations for him. When she had finished, she printed 2 copies. She handed one to him and began rattling off what she had come up with.
“If you want to be successful in this job here is what you need to do. You need to be here by the time Max is every day. You will need to coordinate with him. You will be keeping my schedule as well. That means every appointment I have. After all orders are written out for you, you will call them in on time. You are also going to be doing anything else I need done. Like I said this is a trial period. There are no guarantees when it is over.” She finished not letting him get a word in edgewise.
“I can do all of that.” Jeffrey said looking over the paper she had handed him.
“Great. You can start tomorrow. Find Max and coordinate.” Sam said walking back out of her office.
Sam gathered her things from the front counter and yelled to Max that she was leaving. She walked out the door with a twinge of nervousness for the next day.
When Sam arrived the next morning everyone, including Jeffrey, was waiting for her. She was surprised to see a