The room was very executive. An Italian Maple table , along with a comfy seat. He , she ,they had a recliner couch and a carpet. I could see the entire city from the extensive windows that created so much openness.
Cleanliness was observed in due diligence.
There was no one in the room.
The door opened.
" Interview is over"
" But I just came in "
" Yes , the boss didn't find you worthy of the job . Thank you for coming" he said.
I walked out of the room furiously.
No one showed up, yet I was told I wasn't worthy of the job !
Useless !
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When I got home , I took a bottle of wine and drank it. Not even in a glass.
Maybe taking a walk in the garden will help me calm down .
I was utterly disappointed and angry at what had transpired. I got to the interview thirty minutes earlier. I was dressed for Court fully prepared .
I woke up at five to memorize the answers of the common questions I had. So I wouldn't look desperate and out of place.
The aim is to get the job .
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