C31 The right job for me

Keira angrily went outside, avoiding Jeremy.

"A job he doesn't wants, a job I will get," she said angrily and walked away.

She walked on a narrow lane thinking of which job suites her the most. Maybe a waitress? No. Or a bigger job. A bigger job would be better.

While thinking, a placard flew around the breezy area. She grabbed it and read the advert