Friday afternoon

Custodian Man:	Hello, miss! How you like working here?
Me:	I LOVE IT!
Custodian Man:	You plan on being here long?
Me:	Yes, why?
Custodian Man:	Well, because you were recommended to be the fire marshal of your floor! Your job would be to make sure everyone is out in the case of a fire.
Me:	Sweet! I feel like I could be good at this job...wait, who recommended me for this?
Custodian Man:	You're just a nice young lady!
So I signed a piece of paper, and now I'm in the running for the title of FIRE MARSHAL of the 6th floor. I hope I win!