"Madam, I promise I won't take any unnecessary leave in the future."
Kneeling down, I immediately held the legs of the old proprietress.
This part-time job of running the small grocery shop was too good to give up.
"What are you doing, why are you holding my legs?"
Completely taken aback by my sudden action, the old lady cried out.
"Madam, I am a poor orphan, who is yet to graduate. If I lose this job, I won't have any source of income."
"You don't want to see an innocent boy like me go down on the path of depravity, right?"
"I know Madam is a very gentle lady."
With sugar-coated bullets, I continued my offensive.
When I showed up for my second day of work, the boss, a man in his late fifties, just raised his hands and said,
"If you want to continue working here, then make my younger sister agree. She is the actual boss here and is very angry with you!"
This was the reason for my current predicament.
"What innocent?"
