Millie the Mechanic
Millie the Mechanic was in her dad’s garage. It was her first day on the job. She had just finished graduating.
“I am nervous,” admitted Millie.
“That is only natural,” said Millie’s dad. “But you don’t need to be nervous. Just remember, this is going to be all yours once I retire. You will do good. I have faith in you.”
“Thank you,” said Millie. “I appreciate that.”
“Oh look,” said Millie’s dad. “Here comes your first customer.”
An old friend of Millie’s dad, Joe, came into the garage.
“Hello George,” said Joe. “I am here to get my car serviced.”
Millie’s dad handed the keys to Joe’s car over to Millie along with the work order.
“What are you doing?” shouted Joe. “I don’t want some girl working on my car.”
“That girl,” explained Millie’s dad. “She is my daughter. She knows this garage inside out. She graduated at the top of her class. Also, do you really think I would let just anyone take over my garage. Millie will be working on your car here and if you don’t like it, take your business elsewhere.”
Jove thought about what Millie’s dad had said. He apologized because he knew Millie’s dad was right. He was too hard on Millie.
“Okay,” said Joe. “Go ahead and let Millie work on my car.”
Millie worked on Joe’s car. She knew he was watching her through the waiting room window but she didn’t let that bother her. She did a complete and thorough job.
‘Thank you,” said Joe, paying his bill.
“You are welcome,” said Millie.” Thank you for trusting me.”
“I will be back,” said Joe.
“I am glad,” said Millie.
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