A Headless Youth

Today was Christmas Eve — December, 24th, 2006. Mr. Z was a senior in university in the west of China. Today was the last Christmas Eve in his college. And tomorrow was also the last — Christmas.
  Christmas Eve, a lucky day in the west, maybe also in the east. Mr. Z wanted to try his fortune to get a satisfying job, so he woke up early in the morning.
  Mr. Z carried his resume which took him much time to design and make. In fact, it was really a bad one, a single piece of paper. About the contents, there was hardly anything which could show his abilities, he never got award. What’s worse, the credits were quite low. Perhaps, it’s why that Mr. went out for a job on Christmas Eve.
  Firstly, Mr. Z chose a company which was in the charge of government in a big skyscraper. Mr. Z pushed the glass door softly, and stepped in quietly to avoid been noticed. But unfortunately, a middle aged woman with small eyes saw him on his entering. She greeted him warmly:“Good morning, Sir. What can I do for you?”And at the same time, she was making a cup of tea for me. Mr. Z was about to open his mouth when the woman interrupted him with“Our company is a good one, our goods and services are perfect and …”“Oh, my goodness, she considered me as a customer”Mr. Z thought. He tried several times to explain his purpose, but all efforts turned to failure. Because the woman was so warm—hearted and talkative that he had no chance.
  He drunk up and she served another cup. It was about half an hour since Mr. Z sit to drink. Suddenly, the door was open, a man in suit came in. The woman left me and ran to him to carry bag for him with a big smile hanging on her face, and her small eyes had gone. “This is a big one”Mr. Z said to himself. “Manager…”the woman said. “Oh, it’s the person in charge”Mr. Z smiled and came to the man showing him his resume and saying :“Good morning, Sir. I am a graduate. And I come here for a job.”“What , you are…, why don’t you speak at first.”the woman howled. “Thank you for your tea and your warmth.”Mr. Z squeezed out a bitter smile and replied.
  The manager glanced the resume and said to him:“The scores are too low, what did you learn?”Mr. Z flushed and replied:“In fact, I didn’t learn too much ,but…”“Maybe you should go to other companies and have a try”“Thank you”Mr. Z said.
  Mr. Z stepped out of the company quickly, he wanted to escape this place as soon as possible, as if he saw the woman laugh at him towards his shadow. The face was still hot and appeared a disappointing look, though he foresaw his failure.
  Mr. Z walked along the street alone, whose both sides were full of trees. Trees were all covered with white snow. When the wind blew over, the snow falling down, the sound of the falling snow, the sound when his feet sunk into the thick snow, mixed together. That’s all that companied with him.
  Mr. Z lifted up his head and look around. He saw a foreign company, but he was not brave enough to embrace another failure. He walked away slowly and quietly. “Jingle bell, jingle bell”suddenly, he heard this Christmas song from a passing girl whose cell phone rang at that moment.
  “It’s Christmas Eve, tomorrow is Christmas, Christmas Father perhaps won’t give me a gift, but I should prepare one for myself. ”Mr. Z said to himself and wishes turned on in his mind.
  He entered the gate with mighty steps and saw all were busy preparing for Christmas. He showed the foreign manager the resume. The manager read it carefully and looked him up and down, then said:“You are an honest young man.”
“Pardon”Mr. Z replied, quite confused.
“The credits…”
“Yes, the scores are quite low.”
“Young guy, you have won my trust. It’s easier to foster a man with abilities, but harder to foster a man with honesty. But please remember if you lie upon roses when young, you will lie on thorns when old. Work hard!”
   “Thank you”
   “And it will take some time to decide whether we can employ you, please leave your phone number, I will inform you our decision.”
    “Merry Christmas, goodbye!”
“Merry Christmas, goodbye!”
Mr. Z was lying in the bed because he had worn out. He also had prepared socks not stockings. He thought maybe Christmas Father would bring him a gift.
Merry Christmas!
“Jingle bell, jingle bell…”