I arrived at the office like 30 mins late and I was all sweaty. Trust me that's not a good first impression.
I walked straight to the secretary and told her my name and all, she told me sorry that the manager left the office few minutes ago. And the director who might have actually interviewed me was out of the country.
Duh
My luck.
I was frustrated.
So I decide to put the blame on someone else.
I scrowl at the secretary which isn't very nice of me and I slam the door on my way out.
I know that's not very nice of me but common , I need a break. I need to let out my anger and frustration.
I'm tired of being good, old, kind Amanda. I want to be someone new.
I want to be exciting. I want to stand out. And with that in my mind, I went home resolved to be someone new.
Walking back to my house, thinking about my life, my situation, my house which was in a terrible condition, My dead parents. Tears freely flowed from my eyes.
I was tired, sick of everything.
"Hey" someone said.
I turned around to see a very striking and handsome young man.
For a moment I just stared then turned back around.
"Hi" I muttered. Continuing my walk.
The last thing I wanted in my life was a man.
Men were for me out of the way.
They only want to use you, use you again, continue using you and then dump you.
They toast you in the toaster then eat you.
I smiled at that. My mom usually said it.
More tears then formed in my eyes.
"You look beautiful when you smile rather than crying.I don't mean to be nosy, but seeing a beautiful young lady crying on the road is something to inquire about. Could you tell me why you are crying?"
I snort when he said beautiful.
Like seriously ?????
Me ? Beautiful?
What an oxymoron.
I just continued walking
He then put his hand on my arm to stop me from walking.
" I don't know why your crying but whatever it is, it isn't worth crying over. Common life is full of challenges. Everyone is facing challenges. That doesn't mean they cry, they just try to overcome it".
I smiled at him realizing he is saying the truth and told him thank you.
Unlike other men, he didn't seem interested in me only why I was crying.
I silently cursed myself for assuming.
"Which way are you heading?" He asked.
"Lake Crescent street" I replied.
"Well, well, well! What a surprise! That's my street too"
"Really?" I asked. I have never seen him before. If I had I would have recognised a face like his.
"Yh. I just moved. My name is Daniel. Daniel Ryan."
"Oh, I'm Amanda Walters"
"Nice name"
"Thanks"
"Here we go. Which block do u live in?"
"Ummmmmm" I cleared my throat. This is kinda embarrassing.
I dunno how to tell him that I don't live in a block but rather a little old abandoned hut.
For Christ out loud. Just get on with it. Your a freaking 26 year old woman not some teenager. I told myself.
He smiled encouragingly.
"Sorry, sorry. I gotta go" with that tactic I ran off.
Using the inner way and bush part I made my way to my house.
