START ON TUESDAY - student project

“What iz it you like about me?” he’d asked

I looked at him; “You got great hair. And your accent’s very attractive”

“That feels a bit creepy to me” he replied quickly.

 I could tell he was nervous. “Look, this is the industry; it’s just the way it is. Men like foreign accents and someone attractive; what did you think when you came here?”
“I know, I know; is just …”

The kid either wanted the job or not; “Look, I’m not your Mother. You know; you came to me.”

“It’s just, well, iz not like I am used to.”

I looked at the kid. “You got a Working Visa?”

“Yes”, his hand went to his pocket. He pulled out a maroon Visa stamped with gilt lettering, and placed it on the table between us. Then nervously leaned forward, elbows resting on the desk, his eyes seeking an answer in mine.

I took it; quickly flipped open the second page, and scanned his details; “Ok Phillipe, how about you start off with a couple of shifts behind the bar. We’ll look at how you go, and by the end of the week, we’ll decide something?”

A relieved smile, shot across his face. He was a good looking kid alright; women and men alike were going to love him. But in a predominantly gay bar, he was going to have to get accustomed to attention from men, and learn to handle it.

“Do you have a white shirt?”, I asked.

“Yes, of course” he replied

“Ok, see you Tuesday; you start at seven. Come in the side entrance; I’ll tell Sam to show you where everything is”

“Thank you”, he sat back, eyes shiny and full of relief.