The other day, while I was in the loft, I heard a shrill little voice calling "Mr. Pender, are you up here". The first thing to appear in the doorway was some wild yellow hair, followed by a very small young lady. She said her name was Dolli, and had heard that I was looking for construction help. When I asked her where she had heard about this, (mainly with the idea of strangling said person) she said that the Phist brothers had mentioned it, while they were in her diner. She owns and operates "Dolli's Grub and Java". Of course I had to ask the standard questions.
Me: " Why are you thinking of changing jobs?"
Dolli: "Well the Board of Health is closing down my diner, just because I refuse to wear a hair-net. Have you ever heard of anything so stupid? A hair-net would mess up my lovely hair."
Me: "What do you know about construction?"
Dolli: "I've heard a lot of construction talk in my diner and can learn very quickly. When I opened the Diner, I had no idea how to cook or even boil water. Every time I walked by a construction site, however, the workers would yell "Hey Dolly, what's cookin'?" So they must have known that I had a natural talent for cooking, and that's why I opened a diner. I even had a repeat customer the other day, or would have if he's seeing eye dog had not pulled him back out the door".
Me: "If one of the Phist brothers asked you to bring them a hammer, what would you do?"
Dolli: "Ask them what it looked like, and then try and find it."
Me: "Well, thank you for stopping by. I have some more interviews to do and will let you know."
Dolli: "If you hire me, I'll be glad to fix lunch for the crew, every day! I brought you a cake."
The Phist brothers take enough time off without them getting food poisoning, too! I hated to fib about calling her, but luckily she had forgotten to leave a number.
I had only been back at work for a short time, when a squirrel poked his head in the front door. He had also learned that I was seeking help. His name was Randy Rodent Again questions had to be asked.
Me: "Why do you want to work for me?"
RR: " I'm by nature a forager, but I heard the Phist brothers talking in the Park the other day, and they said they work for you for "Peanuts". I got to thinking that it would be real nice to have a steady income and be able to spend more time with my family."
Me: "What do you know about construction?"
RR: "I've built several nests, usually in hollow trees, but sometimes on tree limbs."
Me: "What would you do if I asked you to bring me a saw?"
RR: " I'd first have to remember if I had it and where it might be stored. I do have a compulsion to pick up stuff that has been left laying around and storing it for future use. Most times I can remember where I stored it.... Well, sometimes..... Actually, I usually forget."
Me: "Well, thanks for stopping by. I'll let you know."
What's a pixie contractor suppose to do, I just can't seem to find anyone that will be of any assistance. Maybe my luck will chance. Mr. Thorne said he might have someone that would work out. I guess we'll see.
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