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The Quest for an Apprentice - Part 1
July 18, 2019
The skies were bright blue with not a cloud to be seen for miles. The sun was bright and the grass was green. Heat radiated down upon the grounds of the Rothmore estate. Reuben was up early, as usual, to get things prepped and ready to go for the opening of his shop. He had printed out many fliers to give the patrons of his shop letting everyone know that he was opening an apprenticeship. He also called the local paper and placed an ad as well as put an ad up on his shop’s website. He hoped the more avenues he utilized to get some interest flowing, more people would step forward and want to apply.
As the day progressed, a few patrons had taken fliers and others didn’t, he hadn’t received any calls or emails about the position as of midday. He had expected a bit more enthusiasm in regards to the job posting, but to no avail.
The day turned into night and day one had been a complete flop in finding anyone or getting any feedback. He curled up in bed and fell asleep.
Over the next week, Reuben awoke to find a few emails inquiring about the apprenticeship. A smile grew upon his face as he went through the inquiries. A couple of promising emails, a couple of people he knew weren’t going to work the moment he laid eyes upon their resume. It was a guessing game at this point, but he’d decided to conduct a few interviews and see who was promising and who wasn’t.
When the tarotist went out into the shop one morning, he had a few letters on the floor at the front of the shop as he had a mail slot in his door for any notices coming after hours. He picked up the letters and brought them back into his office. He set them on the desk and began to open one by one.
The first letter had stains on the paper and scribbled handwriting very unprofessionally written and barely legible. Reuben sighed and placed it in the trash bin right away. The second letter was written well and typed on white paper, but the passion behind the craft wasn’t there, that much was for certain just by reading. Reuben could tell that they wrote it as though they just wished to have a job, not be involved in all of the process that was required. He placed the letter to the side and shook his head. Then the third and final letter crossed his path. He used a letter opener to tear back the dark brown recycled envelope and lifted the handwritten letter up to eye level. As he read the letter, he could sense this person’s passion and drive. Even by the choice of parchment for both the letter itself and the envelope was environmentally friendly. The words this person used were also very wise. He could sense the old soul through this.
As he got to the end of the letter, it was signed simply, Giselle. Reuben loved the way her name sounded, it rolled off the tongue so nicely. She also wrote with such eloquence, he had to at least request they meet. It was the first letter that stood out to him for all the right reasons.
There was an email as well as phone number written at the bottom in case he needed to contact her. He took to his email right away at his desk and began to write to her, requesting they meet whenever convenient. He hit send and sat back in his chair, crossing his arms. He was completely stunned with this written request for an interview that he felt as though he’d give her the job right away. But of course, he couldn’t do such a thing.
The day went on, more and more customers came in and took more and more fliers. The second day had been a grand success. He even found a potential apprentice! As he closed the shop doors and locked them, he went back to his office for the end of day paperwork and recording. He took a look at his email and realized he had received a response back. This woman definitely had a way with words, as she wrote back extremely thankful for the opportunity and stated that she would be available the next day around three in the afternoon. With the confirmation email sent, Reuben smiled as he put his computer in sleep mode and stood up, making his way to the bedroom for a nice night sleep. Tomorrow would surely be a great day.
As the day progressed, a few patrons had taken fliers and others didn’t, he hadn’t received any calls or emails about the position as of midday. He had expected a bit more enthusiasm in regards to the job posting, but to no avail.
The day turned into night and day one had been a complete flop in finding anyone or getting any feedback. He curled up in bed and fell asleep.
Over the next week, Reuben awoke to find a few emails inquiring about the apprenticeship. A smile grew upon his face as he went through the inquiries. A couple of promising emails, a couple of people he knew weren’t going to work the moment he laid eyes upon their resume. It was a guessing game at this point, but he’d decided to conduct a few interviews and see who was promising and who wasn’t.
When the tarotist went out into the shop one morning, he had a few letters on the floor at the front of the shop as he had a mail slot in his door for any notices coming after hours. He picked up the letters and brought them back into his office. He set them on the desk and began to open one by one.
The first letter had stains on the paper and scribbled handwriting very unprofessionally written and barely legible. Reuben sighed and placed it in the trash bin right away. The second letter was written well and typed on white paper, but the passion behind the craft wasn’t there, that much was for certain just by reading. Reuben could tell that they wrote it as though they just wished to have a job, not be involved in all of the process that was required. He placed the letter to the side and shook his head. Then the third and final letter crossed his path. He used a letter opener to tear back the dark brown recycled envelope and lifted the handwritten letter up to eye level. As he read the letter, he could sense this person’s passion and drive. Even by the choice of parchment for both the letter itself and the envelope was environmentally friendly. The words this person used were also very wise. He could sense the old soul through this.
As he got to the end of the letter, it was signed simply, Giselle. Reuben loved the way her name sounded, it rolled off the tongue so nicely. She also wrote with such eloquence, he had to at least request they meet. It was the first letter that stood out to him for all the right reasons.
There was an email as well as phone number written at the bottom in case he needed to contact her. He took to his email right away at his desk and began to write to her, requesting they meet whenever convenient. He hit send and sat back in his chair, crossing his arms. He was completely stunned with this written request for an interview that he felt as though he’d give her the job right away. But of course, he couldn’t do such a thing.
The day went on, more and more customers came in and took more and more fliers. The second day had been a grand success. He even found a potential apprentice! As he closed the shop doors and locked them, he went back to his office for the end of day paperwork and recording. He took a look at his email and realized he had received a response back. This woman definitely had a way with words, as she wrote back extremely thankful for the opportunity and stated that she would be available the next day around three in the afternoon. With the confirmation email sent, Reuben smiled as he put his computer in sleep mode and stood up, making his way to the bedroom for a nice night sleep. Tomorrow would surely be a great day.