#Chapter 40: First Day Troubles

Mr. Carver calls me only once on Monday, to thank me for my work at the country club and to wish me well about my upcoming job. I thank him dearly for the opportunity he gave to me, and extend my offer once more to help fill in on the weekends. “You are going to be a journalist,” Mr. Carver says to me. “People will be seeing you on the 8 pm news before too long. We can’t have someone of that level of talent handing out drinks, Esther.” His faith in me fills me with fresh hope, after my dinner with my family washed most of mine away. But I tell him, “If I ever believe I’m too big or too good to serve drinks, Mr. Carver, please set me straight.” Everyone has different but equal talents, from those that made the least amount of money to those that made the most. I want to stay humble. I never want to look down on anyone. “Esther,” Mr. Carver says, with clear affection. “I cannot wait to watch how far you go.” My first day at my new job, I wake up early to shower, change, a