LIFE OF A PROSTITUTE

Chapter- 8

                 Tillian

The alarm went off but wanting to steal a few more minutes of sleep, I turned it off and continued to sleep. It was half an hour later that I awoke with a start. Good gracious! I had to be in office by 8:30 a.m. and it was already 8 a.m. by the clock! I would be late for the interview.

Wasting not a seconds more, I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom for a quick wash up. I was angry at myself for not waking up in time. What an ass I had been!

Having no time for breakfast, I hurried out of the hotel and ran all the way to the main road to hail a taxi. Fortunately, there were a few around and I was soon on my way to office.

I was constantly glancing at my watch which showed 8:15 a.m. I consoled myself that it would be alright to be late by 10 minutes or so. I leaned back to relax a little. The minute I did so, I nearly let out a scream. I had forgotten to call my parents to wish them on their 35th anniversary before I left the house. They would be mad at me.

As I wallowed in these miserable thoughts, the taxi suddenly came to an abrupt stop. We were caught in a traffic jam. Peering ahead, I could see a container truck parked near the curb. It had broken down and as a result, contributed to the road congestion.

Feeling totally helpless and trapped within, I wished such a situation has never happened to me. The whole thing was happening just when I needed to rush to office for an important interview!! It was so ironical too as my office was just around the corner after the traffic lights.

After contemplating for a while, I decided to pay the taxi driver and ran all the way to the office. The distance was further than I thought. By the time I reached the main gate of the office, I was wet with perspiration, painting breathlessly like a dog that had run for many miles.
Being half an hour late, I had to face the wrath of boss and my parents too but for now my going to be boss not spare me. The boss was less sympathetic and was about to disqualify me for the interview. It was only through my fervent persuasion that he consented to let me have a try. But alas! I ended up being a dork. By then, my self-confidence was a little shaken and needless to say, I fared badly in the interview. I left the office with a heavy heart.

After that when I opened my phone to call my parents guess what happened? My phone battery was dead as fuck. Ugh!!! Can't believe what was happening to me. I left for my hotel because I had no choice left.

When I went to my hotel and charged my phone enough to talk to my parents. When I opened my phone, I saw there was two missed calls in my phone from an unknown number. I ignored that since I don't know who called me. And then I called my parents. As per as I thought they are so mad at me and disconnected my call. That type of mad that they don't even wanted to hear my voice, so I left a message.

I went to order something for lunch. I was quite hungry since I didn't get the time for breakfast. I ordered a pizza and it delivers so lately that I found myself sleeping with an empty stomach. Later I found that the order has been cancelled. Fuck my life! I thought of listening some music which will eventually cheer up my mood. When I turn on my phone I saw there are four missed calls from that unknown person. I wonder who the hell is this. Later did I realise that maybe it's from Sandra because I left my number there. Oh fuck!! I don't know why I am such a dumbass. I forget things so easily which is not a good thing.

I tried to call back her but I wasn't sure whether she will pick up my call or not since I didn't. But it was completely unintentional. Oh God I just hope that she picked up my phone call.

I dialled her number and it was ringing.........