Name: Anonymous 2008-04-26 18:20
After being directed to the back of the store I firmly knocked on the door labeled, "MAIN ROOM". A few letters appeared to be missing but I paid that no mind. I naturally thought this would be the place I would be recieving a 2nd interview for the shoe store I applied at a week ago and almost immediately the door opened up. There was a tall man in a dark blue jumpsuit who's face was hidden by the poorly lighted room inside.
"Are you the guy who's gonna interview me?" I calmly asked.
"Interview? Ohhh.....Yeah Yeah sure. Come in and take a seat" he replied almost too eagerly. I walked in and he brushed off the dust from a dirty seat on the side. The room looked more like a janitor's storage room than a main room. There was a variety of boxes, a mop, and a small glass table in the middle lighted by a flourescent bulb swinging to and fro from a string attached to the ceiling. He gestured for me to take the wooden seat across the table from him and I did. He stared at me for a good minute with his right hand scribbling notes and his left hand under the table shaking. Then after finishing writing he spoke again.
"So what position would you like to apply for?" he asked.
"Well I'd like basically anything. I'm eager to work and would like anything that's available" I said.
"Oh so you can do anything? So how about if I told you that I needed a size 16 shoe? What would you do?" he asked.
"Umm..." I thought this question was rather obvious and decided not to overthink it. "I would go in the back and get you a size 16 shoe."
"But don't you think that's too big? A little bigger than you can handle? I mean a guy with a size 16 shoe, like say me, would most likely have a pretty big cock don't you agree?" he asked.
"I'm sorry what?" I answered back fazed by the last part.
"Nothing. So what you're telling me is that a size 16 shoe is something you could handle?" he asked.
"Well yeah sure seems simple enough" I answered back.
"Good. Now let's say that a customer was being a little unruly and loud. Out of control even. How would you handle that situation?" he asked.
"Well I'd ask them to keep it down and if they didn't I would have to ask them to leave the store." I answered back.
"Oh yea. You're rough. You don't take it from them I like that. Now let's say they kept being loud would you make good on your promise. Would you mind getting a little *(gulps)* bad and manhandle them a bit." he asked. He was sweating profusely and his left hand seemed to be rocking back and forth faster than usual.
"Well I guess I'd have to and if the situation warrants it yea i guess i'd get a little rough with them." I replied.
"Would you push them hard"
"I'd guide them to the door yes."
"How about if they fought back struggled even?"
"I'd use more force."
"How much force you got. How much are you willing to lay it on them?"
"Whatever would be necessary I guess to get the job done."
"So despite their struggles and complaints you would lay it on them because you need to satisfy your needs and get your job done?"
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He knew the answer before I even answered. His eyes had this look of desire and he was licking his lips waiting for me to say what he already knew I would say. He just wanted me to say it.
"Yes exactly." I replied.
At that moment a state of euphoria came over him. He eyes rolled to the back of his head and he grunted erotic moans. The sweat dripped off his forhead and onto the table. He lunged backwards but his left hand still managed to keep doing thrusts except this time they were faster and harder. He shaked uncontrollably for about 10 seconds and then his pupils came back to the center of his eyes.
"That was real good" he said. "Very well done. Now one last question. Let's say there was a mess in one of the aisles and there wasn't any mops around. How would you go about cleaning that. A mess that looked something like...oh let's say that spot on the floor there." He pointed to what was unmistakably jizzum on the floor. I looked back and forth from him to his jizz. I was frozen by what I was seeing.
"I like you and I really want you to get this job" he said. "So I'm gonna give you a hint. Lick it. You gotta lick it to clean it up." A crazed look was upon his face and I was backing away from him now. "Look lick it like this." He brought out his dog from inside one of the boxes and they both preceeded to lick the mess. "See we're both good boys! Help us clean this up." I ran the fuck out of there.
I slammed the door open and ran to the front of the store where I was stopped by an employee.
"There you are! Where were you. You were supposed to meet me for an interview 20 minutes ago. C'mon let's go we still have time now." he said shoving me along the way. I tried to explain to him the situation and what just happened but I didn't know how to start. I formulated what happened in my mind and was about to tell him but we were already in the back and the employee stopped and had a few quick words with the janitor.
Before leaving the employee said, "Hey Rick. You got some white stuff on your lip you might wanna clean that up." And he pushed me into the real interview room. I realized that the "Main Room" was actually the "Maintenance Room" and I was about to tell the interviewer what happened when he said, "Hey I'm gonna be honest with you. You already as good as got this job. Rick told me about how you helped him clean a mess up earlier. That's real nice of you. You go the job as far as I'm concerned."
Helps me Newgrounds. I want this job but if I get it the janitor might fuckin rape me man. If I don't accept the job my grandmother won't have enough money for her operation. What do I do? I can't tell on the janitor because they'll never believe me. HELPS!!