His Newest Obsession

t of the day. I couldn't stop staring at my phone,

st hope of being contacted. Ma

to get accepted into such a big

e holding back tears at this point as my hopes had been destroyed. I was about to head out

"Am I speaking with Ms. Jensen?", an elder

from Armando Corporations. Your application for the position of Personal Assistant has

nterview?" I heard the sound of papers

at be okay with you?" "Yes of course", I r

r email soon", she said monotonously. "Ask for Miss Fae at the front desk,

n with a wide grin on my face. I need to prepare for this interview, I hop

't let me sleep. I immediately ran to my bathroom to wash my hair,

oking employees. I put my thick curly hair in a sleek low bun

rt and a white button-up shirt I got as a birthday gift from Vi last year. I

15 a.m" I have 15 minutes to get to Arm

ut quietly left my apartment, I didn't want to wake

as it began to slide open. I immediately hit the button for the 52nd floor and the doors began to slide close. Just as I was breathing a sigh of relief as one step of this journey had just been completed, I heard a male voice yell quite rudely, "Keep those doors open!" I stared in shock and somewhat annoyance as a huge man in a black suit with a matching tie and dress shoes came into my line of sight. "Would it kill you to add a little please?" I thought aloud with irritation in my tone. Oh shit, I didn't mean to say that out loud. I didn't even know who this rude man was. The brown-haired man, who had a scowl on his attractive features, looked in disbelief and vexation as the elevator doors closed on his stunned face. Why did I say that? I thought in horror. I didn't let it bother me too much though as my approaching interview quickly filled my thoughts. Ding! The elevator doors opened on the 52nd floor. I took a final glance at my reflection in the mirror before I stepped out onto white pristine tiles that seemed to sparkle in the hallway lighting. The hallway was busy with people dressed in suits and skirts walking to their destinations. I found the door with the label, "16b", and knocked lightly to alert whoever was in there of my presence. I waited for a few seconds but there was no response. I knocked again, louder this time. "Come in", a stern voice called from the other side. I walked in to see a petite figure. She looked around her late 40s with a straight expression on her wrinkly face and her partially grey hair tied in a neat bun. "Miss Jensen?", the petite woman sat behind a desk that had a computer, some files and a nameplate that read, "Anna Hendriks". "That's me", I said quickly. "Take a seat. My name is Anna and I called you yesterday to schedule this interview. Shall we begin?" "Of course ma'am!" I sat down and crossed my ankles, on the mahogany chair opposite Mrs. Hendriks. She looked through my file and hummed occasionally, I wondered what was going through her mind. I didn't have experience as a personal assistant since I had never done this before. However, I included in the documents that I possess excellent organizational, administrative, and time management skills. I hoped those scored me bonus points in her eyes. Mrs. Hendriks dropped my file, smiled politely and asked me a few questions that weren't too hard to answer. This interview is going well. "Miss Jensen, You're hired. Welcome to Armando Corporations". She rose from her seat and stretched her hand for a handshake. I took her hand in mine with a wide grin on my face. I could almost feel my cheeks splitting. "Thank you so so much ma'am, God bless you!" I said with so much gratitude in my voice. I could almost kiss the woman, I was that happy! "One more thing, Miss Jensen. Since this is an open spot that needs to be fill