"Have you ever considered getting a job at a rodeo?" Steve looked at Dan dumbfounded. Sure he had said that the job had required no qualifications, but Dan flat bill cat and skinny jeans radiated his urban upbringing. "Are you sure there are no qualifications?" The job just felt... one may even say a little too unrealistic to be true.
"Trust me! They will have you covered." His face lit up with that familiar, innocent cat grin that told him that he could trust him. Though, he was wondering how his friend had even found a job for a rodeo or even if there were any nearby for that matter. But, He was in no position to question a paying job at the same time. This city boy needed the money if he wanted to even scrape by next month's rent.
"When can I start?" Dan asked.
"Just pick a position and you will be contacted as soon as possible"