Gemotions

The scent of stale coffee hung heavy in the air of the small office. It was a stifling atmosphere that mirrored the tension brewing within Grace. She and David, also a friend, were in competition for the administrative assistant position.

She watched David take a seat in the waiting room, his usual easy smile replaced by a look of grim determination. Grace knew the feeling. This was more than just a job; it was a stepping stone.

During the interview, Grace spoke with precision and confidence, highlighting her organizational skills and her ability to work under pressure. She felt the questions coming and going, each moment a step forward. When it was finally over, she felt a strange mix of exhaustion and satisfaction. She had given it her all, and it felt right.