The Interview
You walk into my office for your interview, knocking on the open door as my secretary waves you in. “Hi, I’m here for my… Oh, um, hi there,” you say as you realize we met the night before at the local bar. As we talked and had a few drinks, neither of us had a clue we’d be seeing each other again in the morning even though we had both secretly hoped to see more of each other that evening. Looking up and recognizing yo...