Emily's Pov
I looked at the mirror at the last time assuring myself that i looked perfect for the job. I took my bag and keys and dashed for the door quickly closing the door and boarded a taxi heading for my interview.
As I walked into the office, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of nervousness. The reception area was packed with women, all of us vying for the same job - the coveted position of "The Secretary". I took a deep breath and tried to shake off the feeling of competition. I had prepared for this moment, and I was ready to nail it.
I smoothed out my blue dress, making sure I looked polished and professional. My matching blue bag was clutched tightly in my hand, containing all the essentials - my resume, references, and a copy of my portfolio. I flashed a bright smile at the receptionist, hoping to make a good impression.
"Hi, I'm Emily. I'm here for the secretary position," I said, trying to sound confident.
The receptionist nodded, checking her list. "Ah, yes. Emily. Right on time. Please, take a seat and fill out this application form. We'll be calling you in for an interview shortly."
I nodded, taking a seat in one of the empty chairs. As I began to fill out the application form, I couldn't help but sneak glances at the other women waiting. Some of them looked like they were about to jump out of their skin, while others seemed completely calm and collected. I felt a pang of anxiety, wondering if I was really cut out for this.
But as I finished up the application form, I took a deep breath and reminded myself of all the reasons I was perfect for this job. I had the skills, the experience, and the passion. I was going to own this interview, no matter what.
The receptionist called out my name, and I stood up, smoothing out my dress and shouldering my bag. "Emily, please come with me. The interviewer is ready to see you."
I took one last deep breath, pasted a bright smile on my face, and followed the receptionist to the interview room.
After some moments that seemed like forever i was out waiting like the other women that were in the reception.
"Miss Emily"? I heard my name
" yes"? I immediately stood up
" come to my office " he said and I took my bag and followed him on getting to his office he asked me to sit which I did
" You're qualified for the job I must say you're one of the best candidate"
" Thank you sir" I smiled
"There's just one thing left to do" he said
"What's that sir, I'll do it" I said almost immediately
" Good girl, it's pretty easy" he said and came close to me
"you just have to make me happy "
"make you happy"? I repeated confused
"Common you're not a baby, I'm sure you understand what i mean" he said and touched my cheek and i jerked
" What's the meaning of this sir" I said clearly upset
" look you're beautiful , intelligent and qualified and i know you want this job so I'm offering you a job just one night stand is all it takes in return "
"I must say you disgust me sir , Do you take me for a whore? if you can't keep your thing in your trousers go look for a whore "
"you want to throw away this job offer? it's your choice. Get out"
"You're a devil, you should be six feet deep. My body is priceless and not for jerks and idiots like you " I spat and walked out. The other women were looking at me as i walked away but i could hear them call another person in.
As I walked out of the building, I felt a sense of pride and empowerment. I had stood up for myself, refused to be objectified and degraded. I had shown him that I was not for sale, that my body was not a commodity to be traded.But as I walked away, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. I had really wanted that job, had really needed it. And now, it was gone. All because of one man's twisted sense of entitlement. My bills were getting due day by day, i really needed this job. The saddness inside me became unbearable and the next thing i felt was pain .
" Hey! at least watch where you're going "
I looked up at the voice and behold an angel was standing in front of me.
" You're crying "? he said
I touched my cheeked and noticed it was wet, i was so devastated that i didn't even know i was crying.
"Are you here for the job interview "? he asked
" I was.... I didn't get it " I said sadly, what surprised me is that I'm standing so close to this stranger and telling him i was rejected.
" Come with me"
"what"?
"Are you deaf suddenly "? He said and was walking towards the building
'That was rude' I thought.