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it, I will take each of them out as a partner.I arrive at the chocolate factory ten minutes late. I feel like my heart is going to come out of my mouth at any moment. If I had followed Márc

se I can't miss the bus schedule. I search for more job openings. Three days have passed since the last interview I had, and the chocolate factory recruitment. I can't wait too long. ─ I already separated Theo’s diaper. Remember to pick it up when you go home. ─ My father places a cup of coffee on the computer bench. These and other things are why I need a job. I know I help around the house and here at the grocery store, but I feel like we spend a lot, and I don't want to leave this responsibility to my father. ─ Thank you, father. I assist a customer who arrives at the checkout and when I am alone again I continue my research. Vania always stays with Theo, when I come to help my father, he takes the opportunity to spend time with his grandson, as he always finds him at home sleeping, as he leaves early and arrives late. When I finish writing down the email of a company I found on the job openings website, a message arrives on my cell phone. As soon as I pick up the device, a customer arrives at the register and I give preference to her. After serving four people, I finally manage to grab my cell phone and open the message. Miss Aline Santigo, It is with great pleasure that we invite you to the next stage of our selection. The stage will consist of a face-to-face interview at the Blanc Choco Factory headquarters tomorrow, at nine o'clock. We wish you luck! Blanc Choco Group. With my heart beating fast, I reread the message to be sure and to be even more certain, I exit the messaging app and log in again, reading the message once again. ─ I've moved on to the next stage ─ I whisper, still amazed by the news. ─ I passed, dad! ─ I scream. With my heart beating wildly, I get up from the register and go to meet the man who is my hero. ─ I was called to do an interview at the factory. ─ I clap excitedly, my father's smile warms my heart even more. ─ I knew I would go to the next stage. This vacancy is already your child. ─ Oh, dad, I'm so happy and nervous and agitated. ─ Calm down. ─ Smiling, he strokes my arm. ─ Congratulations. I hug him tightly and go back to the register. I had to contain the mix of feelings and continue helping the market. I'll leave it to freak out later. I arrive for the interview early. I don't want to run the risk of being late and having evaluative