Two weeks after he was there, the magazine was done and was sent out to the printer, Mr. Bond called him to his office and praised his work and gave him a raise to $3 an hour. That news, too, didn’t sit well with his girlfriend as she was still making the same wages as before. Mr. Bond also notified him that he is going to accompany his family for a three-week-long vacation to their newly purchased resident in Costa Rico.

Before he left, he told Rock that now that the magazine is at the printer, there is not much to do and said to Rock just to troubleshoot small stuff that comes up, and if there is an emergency, ask the secretary to call him. He wished Rock a nice weekend and leaves.

As always and as the "Murphy's law," predicts: "Anything that can go wrong will go wrong." Coming back to work on Monday, anticipating a quiet time, he had planned to clean and organize the office and get rid of all the junks that had been piling up. Before he could finish his cup of coffee, the secretary rushed into his office and informed him that the director of the organization that Mr. Bond had the contract with, had an urgent project that needed to be completed by Friday morning to take it with him to his budget meeting. 

Rock panicked as he'd only been there for two weeks and still an inexperienced artist. He weighed his options and realized that his only choice was to act with confidence and to put on his poker face and hope for the best. 

He grabbed a note pad and went up to the next floor and walked into the director's office. The secretary greeted him and told him that Mr. fowler is waiting for him in his office, pointing to the door. He walked to the door and gently knocked on the door. A voice invited him in. He walked in, and he was told to take a seat at the chair in the front of the director's desk. Mr. Fowler informed him about the pamphlet he needed him to design and prepare for the printer to print 10,000 copies by Friday morning. Likely, Mr. Fowler had made a layout of the booklet and handed it to him along with the texts to be included in the pamphlet. Mr. Fowler reviewed the materials and explained what he wanted him to do. Rock kept quiet and listened attentively as he didn't know what to ask.

He left the director's office and went back downstairs to his office. He poured a cup of coffee and sat on his chair. He took a deep breath calming his nerves he had been keeping to himself all the time he was at the director's office. He told himself that this was his "make or break time" for him, and he must give it his best and hope for the best.

He spent the rest of the day and late into the night designing and making a "dummy"* of the pamphlet to show to the director and hoped that he would like and approve it.  

The next day he met with the director and nervously waited for his reactions. After the director reviewed and flipped through the dummy pamphlet, he looked up, smiling. He told Rock that he really liked the design and the layout and thanked him for his hard work of getting the design and layout done in such a short time. He made a few suggestions and handed it back to Rock and told him not to hesitate to call him with any questions he may have.

Rock thanked the director for his complements and headed back down to his office, beaming with satisfaction. He sat at his desk and organized his plan of action. He gave the secretary, a lovely and beautiful girl named Shirley, the text copies to be typeset and asked her to do it as soon as possible and give it to him as she got each piece done to save time. He worked late into the night, preparing the camera-ready-art and got all he could get done while waited for the types to arrive. The next day by noon, Shirley had finished the typesetting. He asked her to make two photocopies of the texts to send to the director's office to be edited and proofed.

By Wednesday night, the camera-ready-arts are completed and approved by the director and were handed over to the printer, who was waiting to start printing the 10,000 copies by Friday. In the end, all went much better than they all expected, and Rock and Shirley felt relieved and happy that the storm has passed.  

The next week when the director was back, he called Rock and thanked and congratulated him on the job well-done. That was one of the best days of his new career life as he had achieved another milestone in his new profession.  

Again the "Murphy's law" prevailed; it turned out to be a hectic three weeks as Rock received many projects from different departments that were above and beyond his limited experience, but he confidently approached each and excellently delivered them all on time, and won their praises.

Again, Rock believed it was God's blessing and His plan to make him look good by providing the opportunity for him to quickly establishing himself and preparing him for his next employment. As his life has been one God's blessings after another to get him through his life.

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* “Dummy” is the slang for a sample layout of the pamphlet.