Good morning sun. Goodnight moon. The day has finally come. I sit up and look at myself in the mirror and speak" Mikey, a great morning, comes with a great job interview''.
today at 3:30 i have an interview with Apple. three weeks ago i applied for the job, and the manager kinda wants to meet me. I really hope he or she will be a great asset to my work life, i mean i need a good paying job like this. This weekend is my 22 birthday, and i'm quite excited.
I slowly creep up and look at my phone, i just got a text from my boyfriend, Caleb. He is 24 but we love each other the same. He does have some flaws like he is an abusive little bitch but, i sadly look past it and he is a true sweetheart.
Anyways, i read the text, it said for me to meet him at his house at 1. But i have to drive to the interview, what do i tell him? i know.
im sorry but my job is more important. after i finished the text, i walked towards the bathroom to take a leak. i finish in a quick second, i walk to my dresser and look at the alarm. it read 2:05. omfg!
im going to be late. i run to the shower holding a green and yellow striped towel.
i turned the hot all the way and the cold quarter way. so it was steaming but it wasnt. after an hour passed i got out and didn't even realize. oh shit! i have 25 minutes to get there and it's a half an hour drive.
i ran to my closet. grabbed dress shirt, pants, and shoes. in about a minute the outfit was put together, and i walked out the door with my briefcase, phone and my keys.
i got in my car and i started driving.
