O'siyo Oginalii Tsilugi - Hello friends - Welcome - to My first blog. A place to share. |
Prompt: Funny hat, crazy shoes, weird handbag, frizzy hair, Thick, black rimmed glasses—I'm so ready for this interview! Write a story or a poem about this interview. Sprawled out on the couch with a bowel of popcorn, she picked her cell phone. Through a muffled yawn, she put it to her ear. "Hello?' "Yes, Miss Stevens, this is Mr. Anderson at the Federal Building, and I am calling to schedule an appointment for the public secretary job that you applied for. Can you come in at ten this morning? "Oh! yes sir, I'll be there!" She was so excited and could hardly wait. Rushing through a shower, she applied her black eye and lipstick make-up, pulled on her multi-colored, bleached spotted jean skirt, and her fringed covered tan blouse. Taking one last glance in the mirror, she pulled up the sides of her long frizzy black hair with purple and green streaks up and dawned her hat. She had to repositioned it so the drooping flower was in the back. She grabbed her purse, shaped like saddle bags, threw them over shoulder and left. I am so ready for this interview. Standing in front of the doors of the Federal Building, she drew a deep breath before she pulled open the front door. The halls grew quiet and the large crowd of people parted as she passed through them. The hall remained quiet. How sweet, they knew I was coming. The only sound she heard was the thump of the thick heels of her orange shoes decked out with pink pom-poms. Mr. Anderson's office was on the third floor. She paused before she knocked on the door. "Come in." She entered. She heard him choke. Stepping back and nearly tipping over his chair, he gasped. "Who...Who... are you? "Sir, I'm Ms. Stevens, and you called this morning for an interview?" "AH, yes...please sit down and get this over withah I mean get started." After five minutes, he stood and extended his hand. "I'll have my secretary give you a call—good day Ms. Stevens." Before she could stand and leave, he choked his way through the side office door. Kristina |