"Will Mr. Tucker and Mr. Donovan come to the office?" The loud speaker called.

I rolled my eyes, and got up from the laptop. She can really be a pain in the ass sometimes.

"Oh shit! What does she want this time?" That was Clyde, my best friend. We've known each other since elementary school.

"Probably just going to yell at us for something stupid." I responded.

"Do you think we are going to get fired?"

"No," But there is the thing he did last week. "Well, last week you clogged up the toilet."

"IT WASNT ME CRAIG! THAT WAS KENNY!"

I laughed, and calmed him down. "Okay, calm down Clyde. I'm sure we aren't going to get fired."

He calmed down, and we started going to our bosses office. Oh, you're probably wondering, where do we work?

Well, we work at Chokesondik INC. and that's the last name of our boss. She likes being called Ms.Chokesondik though. At this company we just make clothes, products, etc.

I knocked on the door, and a few seconds later I heard a her say "Come in!" And we walked in.

"Ah, there you both are! Please take a seat." She put her feet up on the desk, and pointed to the two chairs in front of her.

We sat down, and Clyde still looked nervous as hell. I don't see why he's even so nervous. What's the worst that can happen?

"So why did you call us in?" I asked, wanting to get straight to the point.

"Anxious Tucker? I've just wanted too say you both are doing a great job! The best I've seen here in a while. And you're both only 21!"

I looked at Clyde, and we smiled. I already like where this is going.

"Are you we getting a promotion??" Clyde asked.

"Yes you are!!"

"FUCK YEA!" Me and Clyde gave each other high fives, but we realized we cursed in front of our boss so we cut it short.

"But since you both are being promoted, you have to come into work earlier. But on the bright side, more money for you both right? You are dismissed now."

We thanked her, and walked back to our office. "So," Clyde started. "How was the date last night?"

I cringed thinking what happened last night. "Bad. I don't think their was really a spark."

"I'll set you up with another one!"

"Yea, I don't think so Clyde. I don't think women really like me."

"Hmm.. Go after dicks then!"

I chuckled. "That's funny Clyde. But you're bi, I'm not."

He shrugged, and started looking through the newspaper. It would be nice to have a girlfriend though, just someone to come home too. This job can really stress me out a lot. It's also kinda lonely being in that big ass house all the time.

While I was thinking, Clyde spit out his water. "OH SHIT!" He yelled, looking at the paper.

"What the fuck Clyde?"

"Take a look at this!" He pointed to a small advertisement in the newspaper, and I stared at it. It read:

NEED A MAID

NEVER REALLY HOME?

HIRE A MAID NOW

$20 DOLLARS AN HOUR

1-800-MAIDSERVICE

I looked up from the paper, and shrugged. "So why exactly are you showing me this?"

"Don't you see Craig! It's a sign!"

"For what? I don't need a maid."

"Uh, Yea you do. You're place can be a real mess at times. Plus, maids are always hot!"

"Asshole," I muttered. "Anyways, I don't think this will even be a good idea. What if it's some weirdo?"

"It won't be. Plus, the girl will be around you to like you more!"

Should I really even do this? I guess it would be good. Maybe it can be the start of something special, I don't know.

"Fine,"

"YES! You finally might be in a relationship!"

"You're single also Clyde."

"I'm looking, I'm looking."

I rolled my eyes, and went in the bathroom to make the call. I don't need Clyde saying anything stupid while i made this call.

I dialed the number, and the phone started to ring. Why the fuck am I feeling so anxious?

"HELLO THERE! My name is Eric Cartman. Are you calling for a maid?"

This dude sounded way too happy. "Uh, Yea."

"Sweet. You understand the Maid works 6 days a week, and 8 hours a day?"

"Yea, I get it."

"Awesome. Well, you're in luck! We have one Maid left. They should be here around 2PM." Well, that's good. At least I can see them an hour before I leave for work.

"Okay, thanks." I ended the call, and went back to the office, and Clyde was smiling.

"Did you do it?" He asked.

"Yes Clyde."

"Great! You're gonna thank me for this later, Craig."

"I guess. Our shift is ending soon, lets get going."

-

10:00PM

I got home from work, and I guess I was only a tad bit excited about this whole Maid situation. Maybe things can work out.

It's not like the Maid will be a weirdo or anything. Just a nice girl.

~Tomorrow~

It was almost 3, and Craig was pacing back and fourth. "Shit. She's going to be here soon,"

The doorbell rang, and Craig walked up the door, his hand still on the handle.

Okay, take a deep breath Craig. Just be nice. Please don't be some serial killer Maid..

Craig opened the door, with a smile, but the smile was gone in a snap.

It wasn't a hot girl,

It was a boy.

Back at it again with another creek story. 😂 I just love writing for creek so much.

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