knocks hesitantly at the door, feeling flustered and nervous but shows it by yawning.

crushes a CV and throws it in the trash. "Come in."

comes in, wearing his best suit and tries to look more professional than he really is. 'Good morning,'

glances up from his papers. "Good morning. Please, have a seat." He hoped this interview would be much better than the other ones.

notices a crushed CV in the bin, and feels even more nervous. He sits down, limbs pressed tightly inwards with his inability to relax.

glances up from his clipboard. "Heracles Karpusi? Are you Greek?"

glances back to the door. Mr Adnan was the name on it. Turkish. He clears his throat and looks back to him. 'Yes, Greek. I hope that's not

going to be a problem.' He mentally slaps himself. Be polite! You need this job.

had been lectured by his boss to not discrimnate against Greeks. "No, not at all. Anyway, let's begin the interview. Why are you interested

in this position?"

bites his tongue so as to not say 'Because it pays well and I need money desperately.' He thinks it though and says slowly 'It is an area I

already possess skills for so I feel I will be good at the job, but also it will teach me new qualities other places can't.'

nods but doesn't reveal anything of what he's thinking or feeling. "Have you ever had problems with a past co-worker and if so how did you

handle the situation?"

gulps. Was this guy prompted or something? He wondered if the Turk would appreciate a good interview answer (a lie) or the truth. He didn't

want to mess up this interview, but if it came out later... 'A co-worker once had a personal issue with me. A-and I went out of my way to

fix the problem, but I was then forced to accept that although I should always strive to be helpful, you can't please everyone.' Okay, it

partly true.

throws away another CV he had been looking at. He really hated interviews and quite frankly this guy didn't seem to bad. "You're hired."

blinks. 'Wha-? Really?' He looks dumbfounded.

quirks a brow. "You seem surprised. Did I make the wrong choice?"

shakes his head and extends his hand, eager to shake and make it official. 'Not at all. I will work hard for you.'

takes the hand and shakes it firmly. "Good, I wouldn't want anything less."

looks to his currently empty briefcase. 'So when do I start?'

glances at his watch. "Now if you want."

, again, is surprised but acts like it is nothing. 'Of course, where do you want me?' He tries to look ready, despite feeling far from it.

grabs a pile of papers and dumps it on Heracles lap. "Your office is two doors down to the left and I'll come check up on you in ten

minues. Fill out these spread sheets with the spendings on the recits stapled on the top of each paper."

nods and picks up the papers. He sort of knows what he has to do. 'Right, right away Mr Adnan.' He rushes to leave. He didn't like being_

subservient.

could get used to someone obeying his every order. He'll wait those ten minutes before heading over to check on him.

a sheet of paper stapled to his hair but otherwise the work is almost done. He doesn't notice his new boss checking him.

picks up his phone and calls the Greek.

jumps in surprise at his phone. He wonders if he should answer it, and then remembers it is his phone so yeah. 'Hello, how may I help you?'

frowns on the other line. "Paper stabled to your hair? Really?"

stares at the receiver, confused. 'How did you-?' He looks around and then notices Sadiq. 'Oh, well, it was getting in the way of work.'

quirks a brow. "How was it getting in the way of work." He leans his arm on his desk as he waits for an answer.

straightens up the papers in a professional manner and places them neatly on the desk. 'It didn't seem to have a place and it was littering

the desk.'

doesn't understand that logic. "I'm going to come over and check on your progress." He says before hanging the phone up.

takes a deep breath. He hopes he can do this. He wasn't sure his appearence after just ten minutes was that impressive. He removes the

paper from his hair and finishes up. He presses redial and calls Sadiq up again.

wasn't about to leave his office when his phone rings. He goes over to pick it up. "Hello?"

'I've finished, what do I do now?' He wonders if this company has a nap time.

looks over the work. It was indeed done and well too. "You can take a break."

grins and lies back in his chair. 'My first job well done.' He says, proud.

it was an easy job and any doorknob could do it.

isn't too concerned. Fact is, he passed his first task. And that was calling for a celebration. He decides to take a nap, not caring if

Sadiq was still there.

just stares....Allah...work would no longer be the same again. He just turns and leaves not really being able to do anything. It was the

Greeks break after all.

relying on his boss to tell him when break is over. Otherwise he *will* sleep all day.

be back in ten minutes.

smacks him again frowning. "Karpusi! Wake up!"

sleeps soundly, tie going askew.

comes back and hits him with a rolled up newspaper.

groans, and rolls over.