Day Flash Fiction.

Entering the building. People were rushing everywhere. The elevator music was calming. Walking slowly. She stared at me. Grabbing the clipboard. I chose a seat. I began to fill in the blanks. Contemplating what to say. I had to make a good impression. Ten minutes left. I was early. Reliable, creative and determined were my three words. I had the potential but now to portray it. Four others were there. Soon enough, it was my turn. More confident than ever, I entered the office. Shaking hands, I smiled. And the questions came consecutively. Twenty minutes, it was over. I got the job!

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