Рассказ на английском "A chewing gum manager"

Story in English "A chewing gum manager"
Рассказ на английском "Менеджер жевательных резинок"

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A chewing gum manager

Hi, my name is Chris. I´m from the USA. I live in a little town called Medford, Mass. It is a tiny place where everyone knows each other and your neighbors know even what time you go to bed, how many donuts you eat a day and where your girlfriend buys shoes. There is no escape.

I´m an ordinary white-collar worker. Every day I get up at 6:30 in the morning, have a fast breakfast, take my car and go to Boston. It takes me approximately twenty-five minutes to get to my office. Every day I do the same.

I work as a sales manager for a local private company that produces chewing gums. It´s a decent position with a decent salary. I like almost everything about my job. I like my boss and my customers. But I hate chewing gums. Sometimes I think this work isn´t for me. I have to advertise and sell a product that I dislike. More than that, I have to chew them every day in order to try new tastes. My mom thinks I´m happy. But I think that sometimes life treats me unfairly.

It´s 2 p.m. and I have to be busy right now, but I can´t. I´m tired of everything. I need some changes in my life. In fact, there is one thing that makes me upset. And this is my story which I want to share with you.

Every Friday I go to Boston on a commuter train. I intentionally do not take the car. I do it because each Friday I see a girl sitting on the same seat. And I like her. She is blond, tall and terribly beautiful. She often wears a blue scarf with yellow stripes. She always looks at me with a little smile on her pretty face. It seems that she likes me too.

Today is Friday and as always I get up at 6:30, have my breakfast and go to the railway station. I get in the coach, look for the blue scarf and there she is. She looks more beautiful than ever and she smiles at me with her charming eyes. I take a seat right in front of her. And then this awkward moment begins, you know what I mean. I really want to talk to her, but I don´t know how to start the conversation. All of a sudden she takes off her headphones and asks me:

– Did you tell something?

This unexpected question makes me confused.

– Oh, no, it´s just a chewing gum. – I say – Do you want some?

When she hears it, she starts to laugh.

– No, thanks – she says – I hate chewing gums.

Her words make me feel a bit uncomfortable. I stand up, take the gum out of my mouth and throw it into the window. Suddenly, the train shakes and instead of the window, the chewing gum falls right behind her collar. No, it just can´t happen! I can´t be so clumsy! Why now?

What the hell! – she screams. – Are you nuts? That´s why I hate chewing gums. They are everywhere.

– I´m very sorry. I feel so uncomfortable. – I answer in an apologetic tone.

She can´t resist it and takes another seat at the end of the coach. She is angry. She doesn´t look at me anymore. I´m not sure she likes me after that incident.

Anyway, on Monday I want to take the train and apologize to her. Maybe she will be in a good mood. Maybe she will smile at me again. Maybe one day we will be friends. But, I don´t want her to know that I´m a chewing gum seller.