The interview

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2 days later....         

Gerard:    

I've got my interview in only an hour! I've got all my fancy attire on and I'm ready to go...well except for the fact that I cant find my car keys. It takes 30 minutes to get there so I've only got 20 minutes to find my car keys and leave immediately. Because I want to arrive an extra 10 minutes earlier because arriving because arriving late could also make me lose the job. They pay fairly well enough to keep me living and I only work from 8:00 a.m.- 3:00 p.m. which really isn't bad. I get payed 12 dollars an hour and it's just be living here so I've got it pretty good. Okay enough stalling...I CANT GET THE JOB IF I CANT FIND MY CAR KEYS!!!! I slam my fist down on the kitchen counter making a glass fall off shelf. The glass shatters making me even more stressed. I just need to calm down. I take a few deep breaths and notice the light reflecting off of something in the corner I look down and there are my car keys. I pitied myself because now I remember laying them there so I would remember where they were.  I quickly gathered myself and headed out the door quietly closing it and not forgetting to lock the door. This is Los Vegas after all. I get in the car and leave the music off knowing some trash is going to come on. I finally arrive at my destination using my GPS of course. I get out of the car smooth my tie and walk straight to the door. A man with dark hair opened the door for me I smiled at him slowing down a bit wanting to look back he was so good-looking. I kept myself going and glancing back I noticed the nametag on his shirt "Frank" I smiled at the name. It was certainly a great name. Stop dreaming i say to myself he's not in your league. I kept walking slower and finally stopped at a door that said manager. I knocked on the door and a young lady with blond hair and green eyes opened the door and complimented the way I looked. I answered with a thank you and you look nice today too. We are hear to work not to flirt I say to myself. I hope I dont blow this interview...




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