“So ya gonna take the job or not?”Jessie looked coolly at the man sitting across from her.  She didn’t like him.  Not his silk shirt, not his slicked back hair, not his fake tan.  Gino the strip club owner.  He was a walking stereotype.  Her thoughts drifted mournfully to the Glade plug in working overtime in her office to combat this douchebag’s aggressive use of Axe body spray.  Then she thumbed through the bundle of ca...