“Yes, well… Why don’t we get started with the interview, shall we?” I thought it wouldn’t be that noticeable…” I sighed quietly. “It didn’t work out too well, obviously, but my choices at that point were to go shopping for a clean shirt and be late for our interview, or try to pull it off as fashion. I had a few cherries left, so I bit them open and tried to replicate the marks.” I shook my head.

So then I had the bright idea to make it look like a pattern. But this is silk, and it wouldn’t come out. I tried to get the stain out in the ladies’ room. “It bounced and left red dots in three places before I could catch it. If there was any shot of saving this interview, I had to jump in and try to make her laugh with the truth. To be fair, my shirt was speckled with more than one or two cherry stains. Though I realize now it wasn’t a good idea fifteen minutes before my interview.” “When I’m nervous, I snack, and I passed a fruit stand that had Bing cherries. “I, uh, was eating cherries.” I looked down at my stained blouse and offered an apologetic smile. But somehow an invitation to a second interview arrived in my inbox. I obviously didn’t expect to get the job. In my defense, I’d been stuck on a hot train for two hours and wanted to make sure I didn’t smell. Okay, so maybe I hadn’t exactly been changing when he walked in on me. Or so I thought… Until we wound up bickering again during my interview and he told me to go sniff my armpit. After an argument while standing in my bra, I proceeded to smash the door into the gorgeous jerk, trying to yank it shut.Īs you might imagine, I was freaked out when I discovered that the rude guy was my potential new boss.

Well, technically, I’d met him twenty minutes earlier when he’d barged into a fitting room a few doors down from my appointment. The first time I met Merrick Crawford was during my job interview.

The boss project by vi keeland