Facing the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea

Nicole reached out for her phone and checked the sms again for the address of the office. No.5 was boldly written on the wall of the Glass building. She reached out for her black little purse and paid off the cab driver. 'Thank God Sis was kind enough to give me cab fare', she thought, going in buses and bikes would have been hell.

She walked into the imposing building and was ushered into the reception area. The interior of the building was even more overwhelmingly beautiful than the exterior.

It was obviously a new place, there wasn't even a receptionist in the reception area. She wondered if she'll ever get to work in such an impressive place as she sized up the other candidates. She started up a conversation with the other ladies to ascertain if she had any real competitor, at the end of which she decided that only one of the ladies was a real match for you.

With her heart beating faster than she could ever imagine, she walked into the interviewer's office with a wide innocent smile on her face which she prayed was equal to confidence. Her heart was beating so loud, she was afraid the interviewer could hear it.

'Hello Nicole' She sat down with sweaty palms and had such a relaxing conversation with the interviewer she wondered if that was a real interview. Suddenly, everything she had learnt for the fun of it came in handy. Her knowledge of Microsoft Office was flawless and she typed like she was born to do it. 

One hour later, when she was ushered out of the office,  she was quite confident she had clinched the job.