Cecelia Ahern - Love, Rosie

part chapter k from : to : subject : Alex Rosie Boston visit? Just taking a sneaky break from performing lobotomies to send a quick e-mail to see how youre getting on with the job search. You have one week left till Randy Andy throws you out of his paper clip empire, so theres still plenty of time, and if by any chance something hasnt caught your eye by then, I can send a check over to help tide you over for a while (but only if you want my help.) I would love to go home right now and go to bed, I am so tired. Ive worked a double shift so I dont have to get my hands bloody tomorrow; I have the day off, such bliss . . . The problem is that when I get home Sally will be getting ready to go on her shift.

We dont have the most sociable hours in the world; well not unless you count talking to people who are rolling around in agony on hospital beds. Sorry that wasnt funny. Im just tired, and Sally and I dont really get to spend a lot of time together, and when we do were usually so tired we just pass out. Heres a good idea. If you come over with Katie and whats-his-name then Ill take a few days off and we can see all the sights, eat out, enjoy our- selves, and I can sleep . And Ill finally get to meet whats-his-name.

Ive had a Cecelia Ahern lousy few weeks; I really need your comic relief! Work your magic Rosie Dunne and make me laugh. from : to : subject : Rosie Alex Rosie is here! Hello there misery man, have no fear, Rosie is here! Sorry things have been shit for you lately. I think life likes to do that every now and again. Every so often it likes to dip and when you feel like you cant take any more it smoothes out again. But until then my dear friend I will try to humor you by explaining the events of my life. OK firstly you are a bad, bad influence on me.

After I read the master- piece that was my CV, and after I read your letter I felt so motivated and hyped up that I donned my tracksuit, headband, wrist bands, and jogging shoes (not really) and I raced around Dublin city like a woman on a mission. You horrible, horrible man. You made me feel like I could do anything, like I could take on the world (never ever do that again) so I proceeded to drop my CV into every single hotel Ive ever wanted to work in but was always too afraid to try. Shame on you for giving me strength, because it quickly disappeared and I found myself faced with a million billion inter- views with a million billion snotty companies that hated me and my cheek for even thinking I could work for them. So lets see, which embarrassing interview should I tell you about first? Hmm . . there are so many to choose from. there are so many to choose from.

Well lets start with the most recent, shall we? Yesterday I had an interview to work at the reception in the Two Lakes Hotel; you know that really posh one in the city? The front of the building is entirely made of glass so you can see the big bright glistening chandeliers dripping down, from miles away. At nighttime the building looks like its on fire, its so bright. The restaurant is on the top floor so that you can look out over the entire city. It really is very beautiful. But its also one of those places where theres a guy (actually more of a gentleman) dressed in one of those cloak things and a top hat who stands at love, rosie the door and refuses to let anyone in. It must have taken me about ten min- utes just to get inside the door, he just wouldnt listen, and he kept saying that I needed to be a resident.

Honestly, how could anybody ever get to be a resident if they dont let you in the door? Anyway, finally he let me in and I nearly slipped on the marble floor that was so shiny. The place was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. No, I mean it literally; the woman at reception actually did drop a pin. I heard it. Well I suppose the hotel wasnt that quiet, there was the twinkling sound of a piano filtering out from the lounge, there was a water fountain trickling down through the lobby area, the sounds were just so calming. It even had all those giant pieces of furniture that I always loved as a child, like huge mirrors, gigantic chande- liers, doors the length of my apartment wall.

When I stepped onto the car- pets I thought I was going to bounce up to the balcony, they were so spongy. I was seated at The Longest Table Ever for the interview. Two men and a woman sat at one end, at least I think thats what they were, I was so far away I could barely see (I almost felt like asking them to pass the salt). So I thought that I would try and make myself sound interested in the company, just like you told me to, so I asked them how the hotel got its name as I wasnt aware of any lakes in that part of the city. The two men started laughing and introduced themselves as Bill and Bob Lake. They own the place.

How embarrassing. So I basically just kept talking about what you told me to say: how I like working as part of a team, that Im good with people, how Im very inter- ested in the running of a hotel and about how Im such a hard worker and always put my mind to working on tasks and always finishing off what I start. And then I waffled on for what felt like an hour about how Ive loved hotels since I was a child and have always wanted to work in one. (Well, the luxury is in staying in one but we both know I cant afford that .) And then they go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like: So Rosie, from the time you spent working at Andy Sheedy Paper Clip & Co. what have you learned that you think you can bring to the table here at the Two Lakes? Please , like thats even worth asking. from : to : subject : Alex Rosie Two Lakes Hotel Its a shame you had to rush off, I was enjoying that e-mail. from : to : subject : Alex Rosie Two Lakes Hotel Its a shame you had to rush off, I was enjoying that e-mail.

Glad to hear your interviews are going so wellits cheered me right up! But Im dying to no, what did you tell them you could bring to the company? from : to : subject : Rosie Alex Re: Two Lakes Hotel Alex, isnt it obvious?? Paper clips! (They just laughed so I got myself out of that one easily.) OK so Im really going now, Katie is shoving pictures that she drew in school in my face. Oh by the way, she drew one of you . . . you look like youve lost a bit of weight. . . ) Dear Ms. ) Dear Ms.

Rosie Dunne, It is our pleasure to inform you that we are offering you the position of head receptionist at the Two Lakes Hotel. On a more personal note, I am proud to say that Bob and I are very excited about having you here following the success of your interview last week. You come across as being a bright, intelligent, and witty young woman; the kind of person we like to have working at the hotel. We take pride in hiring people we ourselves would like to be greeted by in a hotel and we have great faith that the smiles you brought to our faces when we met will also be brought to the customers of the hotel when they arrive at reception. We are proud to have you as a member of the team and love, rosie hope our working relationship will continue on successfully for many years into the future. We ask that you get in touch with Shauna Simpson at reception with regard to your work uniform.

Yours sincerely, Bill Lake Owner and manager Bob Lake Owner PS: We would also appreciate it if you would bring those paper clips with youoffice supplies are rather low! You have an instant message from: ROSIE Rosie: Ruby: My god Ruby could it be possible that Im actually going to have a nice boss/bosses?! I think everything is finally falling into place. And then she goes ahead and jinxes herself . . . she will never learn . . from : to : subject : Rosie Stephanie Congratulations Im delighted to hear that you and Pierre got engaged! I know we spoke on the phone for hours last night but I wanted to send you this e-mail too. from : to : subject : Rosie Stephanie Congratulations Im delighted to hear that you and Pierre got engaged! I know we spoke on the phone for hours last night but I wanted to send you this e-mail too.