“Oh, and one more thing,” Barb said distractedly as she rifled through a file.
“It would be great if you would come in on that Saturday to help out.”
Interesting, the date of discussion was in two weeks. And as far as Rachel was concerned, there was nothing great about working on a Saturday.
“I don’t think so,” Rachel responded after a second of hesitation in which she considered the possibility of a joyful termination from the position.
“You don’t think so?” Barb repeated, suddenly paying attention.
Barb’s eyebrows and voice lifted at the same time. She looked up at the small woman standing in front of her, purse slung over her shoulder and shoes pointed toward the door.
“Ok, see you next Tuesday,” Rachel said with a wave.
Barb, too flabbergasted to respond, waved back in confusion, certain that Rachel’s next day was not Tuesday.