The interview

I was always a loner since I was like 13 years old. I came from a big family. A family of 7 and I am the second youngest in the family. I was raised on a farm. We all were but I was the first to leave the farm and the small town we grew up to move to the big city. I wanted something different and new than running a farm or working on it so I pursued a degree in business.

Of course, I got it after five years and now I am applying for a position in one of the biggest business places out of business places. I was thinking about working my way to the top but I thought what the heck I am just going to go for it. Go for the biggest business and as soon as I got the news that there was an opening I went for it even if it's not in the department that I was hoping for.

I greeted the woman at the front desk and got on the elevator. I pressed the button to the top floor and waited for the floor I was going to get off of the elevator.

I walked out and stood at the closing elevator. I was surprised to see how many people. I mean how many women were here for the position of the assistant. I have never seen so many women turn up to a single interview before in my life.

They were all dress to impress the person hiring and I look out of place. In my simple business attire, black pencil skirt and a white blouse with black three inch heels. How can I compete with all these well dressed and beautiful women? I don't have a chance in getting this job.

"Name?" Someone said from beside me.

I was too focus on my slim chance of landing this job I didn't realize that someone was standing beside me and asked me my name. "Huh?" I breathe unconsciously.

"I asked for your name." She repeated sounding bored now.

"What's the point I won't get the job anyway. I was just about to leave but thank you." I said looking at a tired girl standing in front of me.

"You don't know that. You haven't even been in the room yet. You should try cause I don't think none of these bimbos would get it anyway?" She said out loud turning heads in our direction. They all glared at the two of us and turned around when they have all gave the two of us the dirtiest look.

I was shocked. She was so bold to say that with so many of them in the room. What if they all took the insult to heart and decided to attack.

"Don't look so shock honey. Most of these women here are only here for one thing only and it sure ain't for the job." She still wasn't whispering and I was afraid for her and myself since she is talking beside me. I could get into trouble just standing by her.

The women near us were looking at us now and it was not a pleasant look. Now the space was buzzing with whisper and laughter. I could hear what some of them were saying.

And who is she?

I can't believe she came here looking like that.

He would never hire someone like that not when she looks like that.

She doesn't stand a chance.

Why don't she crawl back into the gutter she come back from?

What is she wearing?

They were all talking and laughing at me and I was standing right there. I know I don't look like someone straight from the magazine but I have never thought of myself ugly until now. These women sure know how to step on someone little confident like it's nothing.

If I wasn't a grown-up now I think I would run off this room crying like in my teenage years when someone said something to mean to handle. That didn't mean I didn't want to do that now but I don't want to show these women that I am weak.

"Just be yourself. Don't worry about these women I am sure you have something they all don't have that will get you the job." Self-preservation. I am sure it will. "Just tell me your name."

"Harmony. Harmony Green." I told her.

"Nice name." She said writing on her clipboard.

"Thank you." I didn't know what else to say.

"I'll see you around so don't run out on me." She winked and walked off to do whatever she does.

I really looked around after five minutes and realized that I am going to be here for a long time since I am last in line. I wish I was sitting down but most of the chairs in the area is occupied.

The waiting would have been much shorter if I had someone to talk to but the looks on the women's face around me told me that's impossible. I guess they all hate me for earlier even though I wasn't the one who said those things about them. How could I? I don't even know any of these women in the room.

I hope this interview doesn't take long I don't want to miss my show. I have been waiting all month to watch it. If I do this waiting better be worth it.

I looked at the clock again to see the second hand move. One more minute, another minute, then another and another. How long has it been? Five more minutes. I groan. I better go get myself some coffee and something to eat. I walked back to the elevator and pressed the button to go down. It didn't take long to reach in the lobby.

One hour later I was back into the incredibly long line of women. Two hours the line was half the length it was and my feet were getting tired. This freaking line is longer than a sold-out Justin Bieber concert. Why does so many woman have to show up to an assistant job? I groan and I have done that since I have arrived in this building. Who wouldn't standing in a line for an hour waiting for an interview for a job you are sure you don't have a chance.

Two hours later and I am sitting still waiting for my turn. I was getting tired of waiting my patience was running thin. I am only waiting this long because I know it pays good and it's the best place to start off. Maybe I could ask for a recommendation if I don't get the job but that's an if.

This is the longest interview I have ever been to. Someone of the girls come out flustered and fixing up themselves makes me wonder what's going on in that office.

"Green. Harmony Green." Finally, I don't think I was going to wait any longer. I got up and saw the girl that I was talking to earlier. "Right this way Mr. Rivers will see you now."

I followed behind her, now I am standing in front of the door of the office waiting for her to knock. She knocked and waited. There was a husky come in from the other side of the door and she slowly opened the door.

I looked around the office once I was through the door. It had an all-black theme. The office was huge with a couch and a bookshelf in the left corner, a desk and a leather chair in the middle, a minibar over in the right-hand corner, all-glass to the back allowing you to have a perfect view of the city. I bet it's beautiful at night.

Finally, the man sitting in the chair watching me stare. I didn't even realize that the lady that brought me here left and we were the only one left in the room. The room was silent as we stared at each other.

He was the first to break it. "Name?" He asked not breaking eye contact with me.

"Harmony Green." I recited.

"You may have a seat now Ms. Green." He said looking down on a paper in front of him.

I followed his instructions sitting in the chair that was in front of his desk. He did not look up from what he was doing and stretched out his hands. For a second I was confused then realized that he wanted the documents that I have carried with me. I hand them ovet to him and waited while he looks through them.

"I can't hire you, Ms. Green." He said closing the file. A file that I spent preparing so it could be perfect and one look at it and he says he can't hire me. I waited two hours and fifteen minutes to get in here for him to tell me this.

I was shocked and I know it was showing on my face. "Why?" I breathe. It was the only thing I could get out of my mouth.

"You're not qualified." He replied. With no explanation just a dead you're not qualified.

"But I am sir." I defend.

"Let me explain it to you so you can understand. You have no work experience as a secretary. You are better off applying for a different position in the company than my assistant. You'll be wasting your education and time answering phones and running errands for me." He gave me his reasons not to hire me. I can only see excuses. I know I have no experience as a secretary but he could pass that small missing piece.

"But this is the only opening in your company. I am a fast learner and I need this job." I plead.

"I'm sorry Ms.... Green but I can't hire you." He said, his tone telling me it's final, but I wasn't going to give up. I have waited two hours and fifteen minutes and I'm not living here until I get the job.

"But sir..." He didn't let me finish.

"No." He cut me off before I could plead my case again.

"But..." Again I didn't get it out.

"Ms.. Green I am sure other companies would love to have you as an asset but I can't hire you and I'm sorry but that's my final answer." He said.

This piece of shit had me waiting outside his office for hours and this is what I get. I bet it's because I don't dress like the other women. Maybe it's because I am not putting my assets on display for the jerk. He didn't look through my well planned out documents. I bet he didn't read any of it. What a douchebag.

"Fine," I said through gritted teeth. Breathe Harmony don't make him know that he got to you. "Thank you and good day," I said ready to leave his office before I lose it. I took up my purse and stand up but before I could take up my file and walk out of his office he called me.

"Ms. Green." He paused.

"Yes, Mr. Rivers," I answered.

"Sit." I didn't wanted to do it since he ordered me but I did anyway and sat back down. This jerk better not do anything to piss me off.

I sat there and waited for him to talk. I watched him with narrowed eyes and when he took my file and throw it in the bin beside his desk causing me to glare at him now. I was angry now. I spent most of my time preparing that for it to be thrown in a rubbish bin. He's on my hate list now.

"Let's make a deal." He said intertwining his fingers together and putting his hands on the desk leaning forward.

"A deal?" I asked and he nodded. "What type of deal do you want to make Mr. Rivers?" I asked suspiciously.

"Just an easy one." I raised an eyebrow at that. "You see I come from a wealthy family. I added wealth to my wealth. I am a businessman and recently people started asking questions. When will I get married? I told them when I found the one. The truth is I don't want to get married. I have never thought of getting married. I don't want to be tied to one woman but I couldn't tell the people that that would be bad for business. Everyone on the broad agrees that if I get married it would boost the company's sale. Boost of company sales means more money coming in and the more money I make the richer I get. You understand where I am going with this don't you." I stayed quiet so he continued. "Recent news says I have a competition and I hate having competition so this marriage deal will put me on top and when this company is on top it will never come back down."

"And why are you telling me this?" I asked.

"Because you are the one."