Monday came and Sylvie was more than ready for it.
She had spent her weekend pampering herself and now looked glamorous and demanded respect in her corporate outfit. For today, she chose a chic ensemble of cream colored double-breasted wool-blended felt blazer paired with a nude-colored four-inch heels. She carried her portfolio in a leather suitcase. She arrived at the main office twenty-five minutes earlier than the designated time, not to be punctual but to secretly observe her opponents for the job. There was this one girl who wore a boring outfit that Sylvie wouldn't be caught dead wearing even on her bad days. Another one comes into the waiting room who passes out easily as a nerd with her eyeglasses so thick that Sylvie cannot fathom what she sees. There were a total of ten of the
