Job Interviews
Chapter 1: Emily York
Boris smiled as he looked at the résumé of Emily York, her credentials were quite impressive. Emily was sitting with her eyebrows furrowed, waiting for the verdict.
"Well your records are very impressive, Miss York," Boris said still looking at the file through his goggles.
Emily gave a proud smile. Of course, she said in her mind.
"Well, I guess that's about it. We'll inform you if you get the position." Boris said with a smile placing the file on the table. "You may leave."
"Excuse me," Emily said her voice showing traces of annoyance.
"Your interview went well, if you get the job, we'll contact you." Boris tried to make himself clear.
"You mean to tell me, that with my credentials," She paused, and picked up her file and waved it in front of Boris's face. "These credentials, I still don't get the job!"
"Miss. York," Boris began, trying to loosen the coat of his purple suit. "There are other candi-"
"You mean to tell me!" Emily screeched getting up, "That I wasted my day, coming here for this interview for you to tell me, that despite my awe striking records, you're still not hiring me.
Boris loosened his red silk tie which matched his goggles. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could utter a word.
"You have to give me this job!" Emily's voice was a growl. She slammed her fists on the table. "I deserve this job more than anyone, I will get this job!"
"Miss. York, if you don't exit right now, I'll be calling security." Boris finally managed to finish a sentence.
"Oh no," Emily slammed her hands on the table again, and then grabbed Boris by the tie. "I don't want to have my record marred by the fact that I didn't get a job on the first place I applied too. I don't leave this place, not until I get an appointment letter! You don't ruin my perfect record."
Oh, this girl was beginning to scare Boris. "Fine," Boris shouted in resignation. "You get the job."
"Yes," Emily pumped her fist in the air.
"Can you please let go of my tie?" Boris asked.
Emily let go of it, and said with the brightest of smiles, "I'll be outside waiting for my appointment letter."
She walked out the door with a new spring in her step and none of the aura of darkness that previously radiated from her. Boris laid his head in his hands for a while and then begin to switch on his laptop to type the appointment letter.
AN: My first attempt at something not even slightly KaiHil. I hope everyone liked this attempt at comedy from me. :)
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11:50 p.m. 26th April, 2011.
Disclaimer: I, tragically, own nothing. :C