*Beep*

the alarm off of my phone

rgest companies in Seattle. It's well known for its architecture in home design. I will be enterin

n. I stare at myself in the mirror, and give myself the pep talk for every sticky note stuck to it.

the door yet. I stick my arm around the corner of the door and grab my umbrella. Lu

ants to get out and walk in this chilly rain. I don't think I've e

with the best of the best. I have to do this. I will snag a good client, do more than they were expecting, and then I'll win th

st have gotten lost in my thoughts. No amount of pep talki

g, not including when they hire other companies to help aid in their jobs. From what I researchered, they should be worth 9 billion dollars. The company is fairly new. Made only a generation

ash

hat you studied at SIUC

ar, black hair, a well kept beard, and I can't stop looking into his piercing blue eyes. They looked like flow

tely Miss Blackwood" My smile falters as he continues. "I'm not sure if your swarming letters of recommendation, GPA, Awards, and extracurriculars will be enough for this company. You still lack a few credentials that are imperative to this compan

ery...simple test. For those who are able to pass the test, they get a contract with my company. Those who fail, leave the premises with 4 days worth of salary for the work they do while within the company building. You are inexperienced compared to the others, so I've decided to give you an advantage towards their familiarity o

ng to give me a chance sir. I will reflect on every you have said and will surely surprise you" I said. He looked at my face. Studying me carefully. And then as if seeing what he was lookin

I said. "Jo..Atlas. You may call me Atlas" he stated, still sporting that cheeky grin showi

f Flas

alking across the threshold