The Game of Love and Losers

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The small kitchen in the apartment felt overcrowded the following Sunday evening, with Amanda, Emily, Dave, and Mick, sitting around the table, as they drank coffee and discussed how they could help Amanda with her employment plan.

Emily had her laptop set up to write out Amanda's CV. So far, they had put down her basic details, and her educational background and exam results she had passed, which, much to her shame now, had been pretty average and nothing very outstanding in any particular subject at the time. The fact her previous Job experiences were zero didn't give her a great deal of confidence either.

"Well, now we can put down your strengths and your skills" Emily remained more upbeat than Amanda was feeling, with the woeful information she had been able to provide so far.

"Ahh, with this we have something to work on" Dave spoke up optimistically, straightening up in his chair

"We do?" Amanda eyed him uncertainly from across the table, where she sat next to Emily and the laptop

"Yeah, remember what we talked about the other evening," he reminded her resting his arms on the table and leaning forward towards her with a slight look of impatience in his grey blue eyes, then he addressed Emily

"Well, I came to know that from the short time I worked at the nightclub, Amanda here, was well known for organising Charity events and gatherings of very important people, as well helping her father out with all these important dinner functions and all that kind of palaver"

"And as I pointed out, I don't see how that can help me getting a job" Amanda replied, shifting in her seat whilst feeling a little uncomfortable in front of the others.

In her mind, arranging extravagant gatherings for rich and powerful people, made her suddenly feel rather shallow, compared to the kind of things they had done, especially after she had recently learned about their past lives in the Military

"No, Dave is right" Emily spoke up, "This does give us something to work on for your skills, you are obviously a good organiser of these events from your experience, and you must be good dealing with people, she started tapping happily on the keyboard filling this information in,

"See, every little bit helps" Dave smiled across at Amanda, with a 'I told you so' look

"Hmm now we have to think what kind of job that would be suitable for these kind of skills" Emily spoke up

"Well, at least it rules out lap dancing, scrubbing dishes, and brushing floors, and toilet cleaning" Mick drawled, then swiftly received a quick sharp kick in the shin from his wife under the table, making him jump and wince a little, "What the hell was that for?" he demanded frowning over at her with annoyance.

"You are not being helpful" Emily replied pointedly, shooting daggers back at her hapless husband.

"I was just making an honest observation" Mick replied, and now addressed Amanda "You wouldn't want a job doing that kind of stuff, would you?"

Before Amanda could reply, he received another kick in the shins from his wife, making him let out another yelp of protest, which made Dave, sitting next to him, snigger a little. He was used to these sorts of antics, between the married couple, Emily could almost murder Mick and he would still end up forgiving her

Amanda on the other hand, was a little mortified, that she was the cause of this discord between Emily and Mick, and hurriedly tried to put it right

"It's ok," she now hurriedly tried to jump to Mick's defence, "I know what Mick is trying to say, I think, and he is right. It's not that I think those jobs are beneath me, just that I don't imagine I could get by on the salary they would offer me, and cleaning skills are not something I have much experience with"