At the building were the interview is at....
Today is my interview day. And hopefully i'll get accepted because it's the 15'th time i'm finding a job.
Woahhh 15th right?
Yeah, well.. lets just say my other jobs have owner/boss that are the worst. I'm not a fresh graduate cause I already graduate two years ago. I once work in a hospital
but..
hospital isn't just for me... sadly.... don't ask.
So here i am after 1 year and 11 months and 2 weeks later, I'm hunting job again. Unfortunately the past jobs that didn't accepted me are the worst. I said that again, hmn....
Anyway! later peeps, let's hope I get this job.
1 hour later...
I stood outside the building while a pout is drawn to my lips. Why though? I'm not accepted.....
Huhuhuhu this is the last job that I didn't got accepted for the day!
Suddenly, in the middle of my sulking, the phone rings
I answered it and my friends voice came over "Hey Butters! How'd the job go?"
I tried keeping it together
"I didn't get accepted..."
"...."
"...."
"Oh...." finally she answered
"Yeah.. oh.."
"What's this about now?"
"My blouse popped. And then... I swear i didn't know that they were a couple!"
"Okay okay.. what happened then?"
"My blouse popped, the buttons that is. In the middle of the interview. After that the interviewers gasp and the other one whistled... I was like - how dare you whistled - and I slap him in reflexes when i felt him touch my boob - Um... about that i was getting my buttons in the table cause it happened to fly there. It was the guy who's woman is the main boss. I apologized, ofcourse, but the woman didn't accept it and immediately decided that it was fun to get me out of the building. The end"
By the time i finished i was already walking near the mini stop so i decided to take a stop by.
"Omg... Gurl, that's awful!"
"I know... plus the man was clearly a perv! Felt him staring at me once i opened the door" i grumbled the last part
"Ughhh. I hate men! A bunch of idiots they are... It's not my fault that my body is like this. Why can't they accept that?"
Ugh, it's not my fault i have a curvy and slightly slim body. What about it if i have big boobs that don't sag? What about it if i have a shapely hips and ass? I didn't get a plastic surgery for that. Besides I'm rather small.... And what about it if i have unsual bright green eyes. All of it was not my fault. I love my body and if they can't get over that, then they can fuck off
"You're right. My idiot of a boyfriend is like that sometimes too.. urghh i feel like breaking up with him already."
"Then why don't you just break up"
"I'm still planning about that"
I buyed chocolates. The cheap one's and a bottled juice. Not in the mood for softdrinks because they don't have a diet coke. I go over the counter and payed for my supplies and got out of the mini stop not missing the way the cashiers gaze on my body as she stared at it with jealousy.
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From Jobless To Heiress
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