I've been busy the whole week at the new apartment. It has a huge sofa, a small tv, and other necessities.
The next morning, I woke up to an ad on my computer, saying that someone needed a personal assistant.
Getting ready, I wear an office outfit and heels, brush my hair and go to the interview.
My uber driver takes me to the address and I'm surprised to see it's the hospital, not feeling quite confident, I enter.
"Hello, I saw this ad and I'm here for an interview," I tell the receptionist. She eyes me from top to bottom and directs me.
"Thanks,"
She only rolls her eyes. I snort at her rude behavior.
Waiting in line, I feel so timid, everyone is confident with credentials while I have none. I inwardly cuss myself.
"Next," the secretary called, I get up f
