John doesn't say something for a while and it feels like forever. Have you offended him that badly? You look at him hopefully, awaiting for him to tell you
something, anything. John finally responds. "Tell you what, if you quit your job and work for me I think I can forgive you," John says. You don't really want
to quit your job, but...for him you will. It's what he deserves for your actions. "Of course!" you say, feeling relief wash over you.
You're glad that you'll be able to work for him. He seems like such a nice guy, the kind you'd do anything for. You begin to wonder though: what job does he