Xxx: Once I came to an interview for the post of an administrator. All I needed was to impress with my appearance, good manners and clear, literate speech. I prepared seriously for possible questions from the evening. Before I got up to make the perfect hairstyle and makeup, a sharpened t-shirt all the things... I chose the most beautiful shoes on an 11 centimetre shaft, and now it’s time.  I enter the office. There I am met by a manager, a HR manager and a secretary of a very important kind. I, filled with my own dignity and gigantic competence, walk away from my hip, the sound echo of the spikes every step permeates silence, the beard is not below the line of the horizon... In short, all in the image.

At the end of the interview a little nervous until the palms sweat. Everything was quite standard and as if I caused positive emotions in everyone.  With a radiant smile, I thank you for the attention given, I say goodbye and the same walk from the hip I go out, I pull the door, and it does not open, I pull stronger - it does not open, I pull even stronger the door with the force flies away and I fall on the swab with a huge dirty cloth, and the door pen remains in my hand.

The HR manager ran and opened the door to me, which was a meter to the right.

At this point, the leader calmly said:

What a strong and persistent girl.

I was ashamed of the light in my eyes, I apologized, cuddled and fled.



All upset jumped into the router, used in the bag to look for money, and there the same door pen lies.



For some reason they did not call me.