The First Interview
Bethany Ann Stevens knew her dream job was to work at Petsworld. Learning about animals and being surrounded by them everyday-it was the perfect fit! She sighed contentedly as she signed her name to the bottom of the application and handed it over to the person behind the counter. The rest of the day was spent in nervous expectation.
I have to get the job,' she thought to herself this is my dream job and God wants me to be happy, of course I'll get the job. It's my dream job!' was the thought that kept surging through her brain.
Early the next day she received a phone call to come in for an interview. She showered and dressed hurriedly and rode her bike to the store, arriving fifteen minutes early. Beth parked her bike and fumbled with the lock, her fingers trembling with excitement. Inside the store, she reminded herself to stay calm and looked around for someone who might know where she should go.
"Excuse me." She said to one of the cashiers.
"Yea?" said the smiling girl, with long black curls, forced to stay in place with a great amount of hair gel and a name plate that said AMBER' in big red letters.
"I have an interview at eight; do you know where I should go?"
"Hold on and I'll page someone for you."
"Great, thanks."
Beth perused the animal magazines beside the check stand while she waited. Stay calm' she kept saying to herself stay calm!'
"Are you here for an interview?" a voice from behind her asked. She turned, her heart skipping a beat at the voice.
"Yes." She said smiling.
"I'm Brett." He said extending a hand and smiling.
He was a tall black man, with black hair shaved close to his head. Beth shook his hand and said "Nice to meet you."
"You too," he said "follow me."
She followed him into a small office with a huge one way window looking out at the cashiers. There was a good sized desk on one side of the room cluttered with papers and a computer, and another, smaller, desk with another computer and a printer on it. There were three chairs in the room, two near the door and one behind the large desk. There were also two black filing cabinets on the wall opposite the door.
"Please, have a seat." Brett said pleasantly. "I'm going to call one of the other managers in as well."
Beth nodded her head, took a seat in a gray padded, metal chair and looked around the office curiously. He paged Adam to the office' and waited in silence. Beth became more and more nervous in the silence and felt something should be said. She was not, however, able
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