The job interview

Just after Sharon and I were married we relocated interstate. My work required me to go to the head office. It was higher pay so we were happy to do it. My wife worked in advertising and had no trouble finding a new job with a local agency. She enjoyed the work, although at a lower salary. Also her boss was a woman. Something she wasn’t used to. As I also worked in an office with a woman manager I tried to give her tips on how to relax and handle the situation. She settled in finally and everything was going along swimmingly.

It was maybe six months later there was a work party for employees only. Sharon came home very drunk. Obviously she had enjoyed the night although she wasn’t sure what had happened towards the end. One of her fellow workers poured her into a taxi. I am glad that she remembered where she lived and the taxi driver didn’t try anything. The next day, Saturday, she had a monster headache and after tip toeing around the house all morning I left and went for a long walk. Of course she apologised and I said she was forgiven if we had sex. Wrong thing to say. It was Sunday afternoon before she began to feel human again. Sex had to wait until Monday night.

It was a couple of weeks later when Sharon came home and said her boss’s PA had resigned and the boss was looking for a new one from within the company. She got very excited but I warned her that she was fairly new and so she shouldn’t get her hopes up. That didn’t go down well. “What, you don’t think I could do it?” she yelled. I said “of course you could” and shut up. “Let her learn the hard way” I thought. Each night she would come home saying her boss was interviewing staff members and she hadn’t asked her to participate. I wasn’t surprised. But this time I stayed silent.

The following Friday night Sharon came home very excited. “My boss wants to come and talk to me about the P.A. job” she said. I was a bit surprised but happy that at least she would get an interview. The fact that her boss would come to our house was unusual. “I will make myself scares” I said. “No honey, she wants to meet you and discuss the job” Sharon said. Very strange but I said I would stay and I was interested to see how it was going to play out. I hadn’t really asked too many questions about her boss at that point in time. So I decided to ask. “Well she is maybe 40yo” began Sharon “very strong personality. The rumour is that she is gay”. “I see” I said “what else?” “Well she wears suits and sensible shoes and has her hair always pulled back in a bun” she said. “The classic de***********ion of a lesbian” I thought. “And when is this interview” I asked. “Tomorrow night was the answer”. It was getting stranger.

Saturday and Sharon was super anxious. “I really want this job” she said “it is more money and it will be exciting”. I must admit I was also excited. But I was also concerned that Sharon was putting too much importance on this interview. Perhaps it was just her boss touching all the bases so nobody felt left out. But I didn’t want to dint her expectations. It was just after dinner when Sharon’s boss arrived and, from the de***********ion Sharon gave, I was surprised but later Sharon admitted she was shocked.