The door clicked close behind me signally the formal end to my job interview. I heaved a loud sigh as I maintained a straight back and walked away from the President’s office towards the elevator where her secretary was waiting to take me back down to the lobby.
“Thank you so much for your time today,” I thanked the secretary politely.
“No worries. I hope the interview went well,” the secretary, a woman who was probably in her forties, replied with a gentle smile.
“I hope so too. Thank you!” I replied politely.
The interview lasted longer than I had anticipated, I hope Edward isn’t bored of waiting. I picked up my mobile and dialed his number. I couldn’t wait to tell him all about the interview.
“Edward?” I spoke into the phone.
“The number you’ve dialed is currently out of service area…” a machine voice answered me instead of Edward.
Why isn’t Edward picking up? Is his phone out of battery?
