Sarah, where's the car? It's gone. It's not gone. It's with fixer. Since you never got

round to fixing it, I took care of it. Fixed up. Fixed up. Fixed is great. They pick

up your car, drive it to the garage, handle the maintenance, then drive it straight

back to you. Sounds expensive. Don't worry. They negotiate their prices with their partner

garages and the car pickup services included. So since that's all handled, how about you

take a look at that leaky tab or do you need me to fix that too? For easy car maintenance,

head to fixter.co.uk. We'll pick up your car and take care of all the rest. Fixed up

and you'll back on track. I recently got a job as a night guard

at a school in my town. When I saw the job offer online, I couldn't help but apply. I just

moved out of the country and I needed some quick money. The paycheck was really good.

Sixty an hour and being a college student in need of money, I didn't think much about

it. I called the number posting on the website and a man with a low and raspy voice

answered. Hello? Hi, this is Jack. I'm calling about the job advertisement, the night

guard one. He paused for a second, then answered. Yeah, I'll fill you out with all the details

when you get to the address. Meet me there tonight at 8pm. Okay, sure. That's how the

conversation went. Jack didn't ask me any questions as to why I want to apply or what

my skills are. It seemed like he just needed someone to take the post. Quick money, right?

I thought. I ate a piece of a lunch and then got in my car and drove to the school. When

I arrived, I saw a big SUV parked in front of the entrance. Inside, a man was in his 50s

wearing casual clothes and smoking a cigar. My gut feeling told me he was Jack, so I got

out of the car and waved at him. He immediately noticed me and opened his rear window.

Hey, are you the guy that called me by the job? Yeah, it's me. Good, I need to ask you a few

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