Chapter 11 Bad Timing
- The day of the interview flew by so fast. I'm sitting outside an office, impatiently waiting for my name to be called. They should hurry the fuck up and call me in, I don't have all day.
- The guy sitting beside me seems to have forgotten the reason he is here in the first place, because he has been glancing at me occasionally.
- Maybe I should remind him he's here for an interview, not a staring contest.