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-"Mr. Lucien, I really do appreciate the offer, but I have to tell you that I don't think I'd do well with the hyper-aggressive collection tactic you may require. That is not how I was trained to deal with donors at KCET. I think I'm not qualified, and I need to pass on your offer." Cindy said timidly.
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-"Oh Cindy, don't worry! We will re-train you! And before you walk away consider this.... I will double your old salary over there, plus! You will earn a commission of every delinquent collection you bring in.
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You see, due to the economy and what not, we are doing more business than ever! We also give short term loans, which would seem of a desperate nature, and at a higher interest rate, but hey! Desperate times, require desperate measures. We need to have those loans collected on time, as that money needs to keep circulating.
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So, on top of what you made there hustling non-stop, this will be easy money and possibly almost three times that amount, considering the take on the collections. So, what do you say now?" Lucien asked expectantly.
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Cindy lowered her eyes to run her hands over her lap. Earning twice, and possibly more on top of what she had earned before; she could then change her crappy car for a new one. It was a gas guzzler and unreliable anyway. She could then also move out of her roommate's apartment and away from the neurotic-psycho roommate they had.
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She had called the cops of their third roommate, and that fight originated only because he had cleaned the fridge and thrown away her rotting food. That had developed into a hysteria fest for that psycho bitch. The drama usually erupted when she was premenstrual.
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What would she do for some peace and quiet? She thought for a minute.
She could push people to pay up that's what, and deal with this beast if she had to......fuck it!
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-"O.K Mr. Lucien, I will take the job." Cindy said this as she rose from her chair and extended her hand in a firm handshake.
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to be continued...
