I chose the image of the cat on the laundry hamper for my 20-minute sprint today.
Tired of Third Shift:
Amy was so glad to be home. Working third shift was harder than she’d thought it would be. Just managing to sleep properly when it was daylight out wasn’t a simple thing. Thankfully she’d found a mask that was comfortable enough.
Violet was settled on her laundry hamper as usual, eyes closed and looking content and warm even right next to the window. As soon as Amy walked in she opened her eyes and meowed loudly in greeting. For such a lightweight little thing, she was incredibly loud.
“Good morning to you, too,” Amy said, stepping over to pet Violet and scratch her ears and chin just the way she liked best.
Amy heard the bathroom door open in the hallway outside her room.
“Good morning,” her brother Jason said quietly. “It’s nice that I always know you made it home alright, but that’s the only nice thing about how loud she is.”
Amy laughed softly, still petting Violet. For as much as Jason complained about her cat being loud, Amy knew he secretly loved Violet, especially when she was in a good mood and curled up on his lap to cuddle.
“Good night at work?” Jason asked, leaning in her doorway.
“Not bad,” Amy replied. It was a retail warehouse job, it was never going to be great, but at least it meant she made enough for her part of the rent and utilities and at least some of the grocery bills. Jason was being really great about feeding her when she came up short. But then, he made bank doing computer security work for one of the big banks, so it wasn’t like he was struggling too.
“I got a pot roast and your usual list of veggies for it if you want to get that in the oven this afternoon,” Jason said. “I’m going to be a little late getting home, so you don’t have to wait on me unless you want to.”
“Thanks for feeding me all the time,” Amy said, moving over to the door to give her brother a hug.
“You’re worth it,” he said, hugging back. “Besides, one of these days you’re going to find that perfect job and you’ll be able to spoil me right back.”
Amy laughed again. Finding work as a graphic designer wasn’t as easy as you’d think. Yes, plenty of people needed one, but not everyone was willing to pay what you were worth or pay you to just do design and not six other things while you were at it.
“Have faith,” Jason said as he gave her a final squeeze and headed back to his room to get ready. He had to leave for work soon.
“I’ll try,” Amy replied, heading into the bathroom to brush her teeth and get ready for bed. At least she was able to keep her sleep schedule such that she was awake in the evening when her brother and their roommate were home.
Amy changed into pajamas and curled up in her bed. Violet was jumping up to join her only a moment later, curling up against Amy’s chest where it was nice and warm. Amy smiled as she put on her sleep mask and lay her head on the pillow. She gently stroked Violet as she let her mind wander, hoping it wouldn’t be too hard to get to sleep this morning.
She was almost asleep when her phone range.
She pushed the mask up and reached for it. Clearing her throat she answered with a standard “hello.”
“I’m calling to speak with Amy Thomas,” the male voice on the other end said.
“This is she,” Amy replied, laying her head down again.
“I’m calling from Wright Light Design,” he said. “We received your application for the designer position and wanted to arrange a phone interview if you’re still interested in the position.”
“Yes, I’m still interested,” Amy replied, sitting up in bed. “What day would you like to schedule it?”
“Are you available tomorrow?”
“I’m available between two and six tomorrow,” Amy replied. If it was going to be that fast turnaround she didn’t want to disrupt her sleep schedule.
“We have a time available at three,” the man replied. “The phone interviews usually take about thirty minutes.”
“Tomorrow at three,” Amy replied to confirm. “Who will the interview be with?”
“I’ll be calling you at three as the HR representative for this position, along with the Lead Designer the position reports to and one of the designers on the team the new designer will be working with.”
“I look forward to speaking with the three of you tomorrow,” Amy said.
“Excellent, I’ll speak with you then. Have a pleasant day.”
“You do the same,” Amy replied.
Amy’s door opened, Jason peeking his head in. “Did I hear the word interview?”
“Yeah,” Amy said. “Phone interview tomorrow.”
“Nice,” Jason said, smiling. “Get some good sleep,” he added, “I’ll see you for dinner and I can grill you about the job it’s for.”
Amy just laughed. He never grilled her despite how often he said that. “Have a good day at work.”
“Later,” Jason said, closing her door before heading down the stairs.
Well, maybe things were about to turn around. This was the first interview she’d gotten since she started applying for design jobs seven months ago when she graduated.