Billie Bob Taylor
Benedito and I stared at each other as we sat across each other by the balcony of the beautiful villa we had rented. I had my own notepad whilst he had a whole file.
This morning when we woke up and he made me breakfast, he asked me for a formal meeting. Executive to executive. I had no idea what he was up to as he constantly smiled which in turn made me smile.
"So Mister Pereira, what can I help you with? Business man to business man," I grinned.
He cleared his throat as he placed his clasped hands on the table. "I have a new job application opening that I thought you would be interested in."
"And what application is this?" I quirked my eyebrow.
"It is the Billie Bob Taylor mental health break," he handed me a paper with a full breakdown of the job.
"And what are the job requirements?"
