"I'm sorry. I know I'm late. I had that interview today." I told Giles as I stor.ed into his office.
"I know. Don't worry. You are trying to do what you need to, being a bit late is nothing in the grand scheme of it all. How did thw interview go?" Giles said not at all phased by the fact that I was late.
"It was horrible. The owner of the company interviewed me. He only allowed the interview becauae he thought it would be funny since I'm in his words so inadequate. The whole interview was basically him judging me on how unqualified I am and how I'm a rich socialite. He had fun ridiculing me and then sending me on my way. I'm late because I was walking around crying like an i***t. Not to mention that he looked like my ex." I told him as I fell down in the chair completely depleted.
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