Wise man chapter 2nd chapter
The first thing that Ken did was to call his former boss and ask if they could talk about getting a job back. His former employer said to come in at 4:00 pm.
When he got there the next afternoon, Ken met Sam with some trepidation. “I know that I left you in need, and on short notice, and I know that I would probably would have to take a lesser position, but I really liked working for you, and would like to accept any position you might offer.”
Sam responded,” let me show you something, as he led Ken to a corner office.” Sam continued,” I realize now that we were not paying you enough to take on such large projects. I also realize that you should have an assistant to handle the major part of the paperwork. I would like to give you a 10 percent raise and introduce you to your new executive assistant.”
“Florence, meet Ken who will be working with you on that large project we had put on hold.”
Ken said, “I don’t know what to say, except that I will do the best job I can, and that I don’t think you will be sorry, “Florence, I’m glad to meet you, and I’m sure we’ll enjoy working together.”
“Alright,” Sam said,” come in at nine, and we’ll see you at ten for the managers meeting.”
Ken was very surprised that his company bore no grudge against him, and that they would still trust him in such a position, not to mention the corner office and an assistant. The next thing to do would not be as easy. He needed to call his wife.
When he got home, he picked up the phone and set it back down a number of times, each time rehearsing what he would say. Finally, mustering all his courage, he called and waited for the familiar voice. “Hello, this is Ken,” He said.
“Hi daddy, do you want to talk to mommy?”
“Hi sweetheart, yes I would like to talk to your mother”
A reserved voice came over the receiver, “Ken is that you?”
“Yes Rita, I don’t know if you want to see me, but I would like to get together and talk.”
“Oh Ken, you made your feelings clear, what is there to talk about. I’m very busy being a single mother, and I don’t know what good there would be in talking.”
“I know that I’ve been a jerk, but I would be thankful if you would be willing to meet me at the little café around the corner.”
“All right Ken, we can meet a little after noon. The kids will be at school, and I can meet you then. After all, I do have to eat, and I have an hour off from work.”
When Ken arrived the next day after the weekly managers meeting, Rita was already there. She was wearing an outfit that was conservative looking, and yet very becoming. Ken knew that this would be a waste of time, but he sucked in a breath and said, “Hello Rita, you look very nice today”
“All right Ken, what do you want, I already gave you a break on child support, and what do you want now?”
“Let’s order something to eat first” Ken said, “its better not to think on an empty stomach.”
When they had finished their food, Ken began. “Rita, I’ve had a lot of time to think, and I realize that most of our problems were caused by my lack of confidence, both at work and in my new business. I was so miserable, and I don’t know what I was thinking. I got my old job back, with a raise, believe it or not, and now I want to see if there is any way that we could discuss getting back together again?”
Rita said, “Ken, what makes you think that I could ever trust you again? If you left me once, what would make me think that you wouldn’t leave me again? I thought you left me because you must have had a girlfriend. What about that? Oh Ken, how could I ever trust you again.”
“You have to believe me Rita, I didn’t leave you for someone else. I can’t say that I never went out with anyone, but there was no one like you.”
“Well Ken, this is too much to decide without a lot of thinking. We’ll meet soon and talk some more, but this will take a lot of convincing on your part.”
When they left the café Ken thought to himself that the meeting had gone as well as could be expected. After all, she hadn’t said no. And he felt a newfound confidence that everything would be okay.
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