THE ONE

THE INTERVIEW

Clean floors,white walls and modern decor all around the office.

what the hell am i doing here?

"Shirlene Press?" 

"yes, thats me".

"come on in"

I was suddenly aware of my feet as i followed the very beautifully,tall,professionally dressed lady in the offfice.

jezz can i sound more tense.

relax.

breath  breath breath you've got this.

I tried to ease my nerves as i was asked to sit down.I have never been in an interview let alone in such an office before.How can a waitress ever score a job like this even in her dreams.I have never had any other job apart from serving food and waping tables.

I am so in over my head.

How had i let my friend convince me to go to this interview. Ivy had gone through so much trouble to get me this job and now i felt like bolting for the door. 

What have you got to lose.

I smiled as this were the exact words of Ivy. I wached as the interviewer looked at my papers with her brows creased. Clearly there not much to look at but she assessed the file carefully as if it was a ten page resume even though it was just a page. 

"Well Miss Press,i have reviewed your application and i must say, there isn't much to go on. However i am really intrested why you intrested in this position."

why am i intrested in this position?

I have been pondering over this question since i got here.I have no expirience, nothing to offer and certainly not even closely qualified.

"I belive i am ready for a new challange and this oportunity will help me".

"What can you bring to the table?"

"I have excellent people skills and i am a first learner, i am better showing my value than explaining it.Actions ma'am".

"I have no doubt about your people skills given your current and so far only occupation but this position needes a trained and expirienced individual".

"Ma'am, i know i am not even close to being qualified but i believe given the chance i will give it my best".

"I have no doubt about it". She smiled at me.

She seemed kind even though her whole appearance looked stunningly authoritative.She stood up and i followed.As she shook my hand i knew in my mind that i would never get the job.

I showed myself out and walk towards the exit of the office and the building.I could'nt help but sigh heavily. At the moment i felt as though i would never be anything else than a waitress.

Atleast you tried.

A positive thought, even my mind is in a self pity mode.

Oh well thats life i guess.I know i had little to no hope of getting the job but the way the interview went i would'nt help but be disappointed. Mostly at myself for being the under achiver that i was.Settling for a mere service job when i would explore endless possibilities.I guess fear is ones greatest enemy.