Margaret’s POV
I came to the Collins building. That building was not new to me as I have come here many times to visit Fred. Today it felt quite different as the interview was held on the holiday. Most of the companies held their walk in on holiday so that no other employees will be disturbed and have their work peacefully. I entered the main gate and started walking in. I was extremely nervous and my palm was sweating badly. I have not seen any of their officers here. The red colored porsche car was standing at the place of Black Buggati. The owner of this company must be so rich and changing his cars like we change our clothes.
“What rich! Sucking blood of the poor employees! That’s how they make money. When they realized that employee is not more useful for them they throw them out like an insect in a food.” I murmured myself and started coming towards the elevator. The atmosphere of the surrounding was making me even more nervous as I cannot see anyone except from three four people.
I entered the elevator with hesitation. My mind was still not ready to accept everything. If it was not an emergency I would not take such a step. Only I know how I become ready for it. The Fred was another reason that I came here. I had full trust on him. I hoped Fred will handle everything if something happened. The manager is just flirty and he won’t do any perverted thing, right? I was convincing myself that nothing wrong will happen.
A man was already standing in the elevator with one hand in the pocket and another one was holding a mobile phone. He has poked his eye into that phone. I pressed the button of the sixteenth floor. I know most of the basic things of this company. Fred always used to tell me about it. The growth, the revenue, owner name, its share percentage, I was keep recalling everything Fred had told me on the phone.
I saw there was a mirror on my left. I remember Fred’s word, to concentrate on looks. I turned towards that mirror and stared myself from top to bottom. Fred has told me to open the first two buttons of my shirt. I was pack till the neck. I swallowed saliva in my throat and opened those two buttons with my trembling hands. My cleavage started getting visible. I kept holding both of my shirt’s side with my hands.
I don’t feel its right. My mind was giving me signals but I keep remember about the debt I have to pay. If it was only about luring that person, I was agreed at that time but Fred told me many things which I hesitated to do. I belonged to conservative family and there are many things Fred asked me to do that would not be accepted to me. My entire body was shaking due to anxiety.
“Just for a once…Nobody will be there except from him…You can do it in elevator before going to your interview. Once you come back, you can adjust your clothes to normal.” Fred has text me. He too wanted me to get a proper job. I was jobless and that’s why he couldn’t even convince his parents and tell them about my relationship with him even after two years.
I pulled my black skirt up. It just came to my thigh. My fair and smooth thigh became visible. I promised myself that it is just first and last time I am doing something crazy like this. I was just following everything Fred instructed to do. I took out dark red lipstick from the bag and applied it while looking at the mirror.
As Fred has taught me, I made my appearance sexy. I didn't want to show myself like this. I know even I will get this job; I would lose respect in my own eyes. I was only embarrassing myself to do that. Only I know how I was hated this and now coerced to do it.
I noticed a man on the left side started looking at me with disgusting eyes. His nose was crinkled and his expressions were weird. He was watching my thighs and my cleavage with extreme hate. He must be thinking that I am any kind of slut. I was actually acting quite badly. I could see he stared me from top to bottom. His look made me so uncomfortable when he stared at my cleavage. I clenched my fist in anger.
"What's the matter? Are you seeing a woman for the first time? What was with that look?" I indifferently asked him. I didn't like the way he was looking at me. I was not any kind of stuff.
"Do you think wearing short clothes will help you to get the job in this office?" He asked me while crossing his arms around his waist. He was still glaring at my cleavage and thighs with disgusting way. I felt extremely awkward as if his gaze was penetrating through my skin and making me feel weird. Why he was poking his nose unnecessary when he doesn’t know exact the reason behind it.
"Have I asked for your opinion? Why are you giving your cheap advice to me?” I turned my eyes flinty towards him. I was extremely nervous and he was making me even more troubled.
When he heard that he clenched his fist in anger. He gritted his teeth in extreme anger. He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt inside it. His look was quite tall and handsome. From his face, he looked like any gentleman to me but when he opened his mouth it was full of dung.
He pissed me off.
"I don't even waste my opinion on girls like you. The people like you have zero talent in yourself and still come to such company and tried to get a job by luring other men. If you think those small balloons will help you to get this job them f**k up and don’t go up." He said while pointing at my cleavage. My mouth left open out of shock. I immediately kept my hand on my chest to hide my cleavage. He really looked any kind of p*****t to me. I pressed my heels onto his shoes with an angry look.
"Aaaaa...you b***h. How dare you. That's why I hated the woman most. They all are con just like you. You are a disgusting woman!" He started blabbering while keeping his hands on his shoes.
"You deserve that. A filthy man likes you. What do you think about yourself? Staring woman in an inappropriate way. You jerk." I said while gritting my teeth in anger. I was extremely nervous before but now I was frustrated. I was looking at the floor number. I was hoping that I would reach the Sixteenth floor as early as possible.
That man was still holding his shoes and staring at me angrily. I didn't look at him or respond him back. He was still looking in pain. I was holding my biodata in my hand and standing straight.
"Sixteenth floor arrived." The announcement was made and I immediately came out of the elevator.
"Hey, Hey...say sorry to me." that man started scolding me but I didn't look back. I was already late for the first two rounds of the interview. Fred told me it’s easy than the third one so I would c***k it.
I came to the female washroom to build some confidence in myself. And I was holding my loo for a long time. I cleared my bladder and came out of the toilet. I was so frustrated about what just happened now. That man has made me extremely irritated.
I took a deep breath and stared myself in the washroom mirror. It was more clear than the elevator mirror. fixed my clothes and pulled up my skirt again.
"Just after getting this job, I won't do anything which makes me bad woman," I told myself while looking at the mirror. I almost forget that two women were standing beside me. They stared me in a filthy manner when I said this. I was a total mess woman. I took my bag and my file and came out of the washroom.
I came to the interview hall where everybody was already sitting and mugging up about something. I remember Fred has given me some documents to read. He said it has information about his company and they would ask questions related to that only. I started reading it one by one.
My gaze went to the woman sitting around me. I started doing the things I always did in the interview room. I stared at her notes. It looked more detailed than mine. I made an impressive face. She stared at me back but I smiled at her bitterly. Not only her, but I also started to find everybody better than me.
I was afraid whether I will get this job or not. My confidence started getting low.
In a short while, we were called for the first round interview. It was some aptitude and math-related question. It was easy for me so I decided to handle it in my way.