Oh sh*t! It was already 7:30!

The hangover in my body immediately set aside as I saw the time on my phone.

Oh my g! Why did I woke up so late today?! I alarmed my phone at exactly 6 am because my interview for the D Publishing Company was 8 am in the morning.

I quickly removed my soft favourite blanket that covers my entire body and stood up.

I felt a little dizzy but I don’t have time to make it matter.

It was such a wrong idea to be drunk last night.

I really wanted this job. I have to get hired by this company because I let myself be in a rush today and look unprepared.

I only have 30 minutes remaining before my interview.

I took a shower quickly and dressed up in the blouse and skirt that I bought for this interview.

But… wait… what happened to my skirt? Why was it not closing?!

I am sure that I brought the correct size in the cashier. Why does it seem to be small today?!

Ugh! What’s happening?! I looked at the size of the skirt and f*ck! It was smaller than the skirt that I tried.

I took the old skirt that I usually use before but its slit was high beyond normal so that I could almost see my underwear.

It was tiring accidentally when I sat down in the wrong posture before but I have no choice for today.

It is the only skirt that I can wear today.

I checked the time and I only have 15 minutes before the call time.

I combed my hair and left without drying it up.

I swift to my door as I grabbed my bag and the envelope beside it that contains my documents in applying.

I wore my black stiletto heels and closed the door of my apartment.

I started running on the road and waiting for a taxi to pass by. I cannot book grab at this time because there is no time to wait.

I am just trying my luck that a vacant taxi would come.

The moment I arrived at the corner of our street, a yellow taxi came but it was not vacant.

I took my phone and checked the time.

My eyes enlarged and my heartbeat became stronger as I saw the number 7:52 am!

This isn’t good! I just want to blame myself all day!

So I rubbed my face because of the embarrassment that I felt for myself.

Please, Lord. I did good things at times. Send a taxi now. Make a miracle, please?!

After stating those words in my mind, a white vacant taxi came and stopped in front of me.

“Ride?” he said after he opened the window.

I nodded fast and opened the door at the back.

“Sir, please take me to the D Publishing Company as soon as you can. I have an interview today at 8 am.” I pleaded to the driver.

“Oh, we are not far from there but there is traffic. I will try to bring you there at exactly 8 am. I will check other roads,” he said, which made my heart a little calm.

I remembered that I haven’t put any makeup on my face because of the time so I took the mirror on my bag and my make up and put it on while we were on the way to the company.

I successfully put the foundation on my face but sh*t! I can’t put my lipstick on perfectly! I doubt I can put on eyeliner too. Shocks! I can’t imagine that I was so unprepared for this interview.

Is this a sign that I won’t get a good result today?

Ugh!

The driver participates well in my call time. He really finds a route where we won’t get blocked.

I can feel the speed that hinders me from putting my makeup on.

Well, I like it better.

I checked the time and it was 7:58 am.

I inhaled deeply as the nervousness in my body started to creep in.

My interview will be held in a few minutes and I am not sure whether I am ready or not.

“We are almost there.” The taxi driver said and I looked at the road and he was correct, we are almost there.

I wiped my mouth due to the misalignment of my lipstick but the stain remained. It was like someone bit my lip.

After a few moments, the taxi stopped in front of the building at 7:59 am.

I can’t believe I can make it to arrive at that time.

“Arrived at 7:59.” He said proudly as he successfully brought me in at such a perfect time.

“Thank you so much, sir!” I said then left the triple time amount of my fare.

“Too much!” He reacted.

“You deserve it. Take care!” I got out of the car and waved my hand to him and closed the door.

I ran toward the entrance of the company and I immediately looked for the comfort room where I could fix my face.

I can’t really afford to show up in the interview with this face.

Because of my careless moves, I bumped a staff member of the company wearing an ID.

The documents she was carrying were all scattered on the floor.

“Oh! I am really sorry!” With my head shaking.

I saw her face dismayed with me.

I sat down and immediately helped her gather the documents.

That moment really consumed my time.

While helping her, I asked her even if she looked embarrassed with me.

“I am really sorry! By the way, where is the comfort room here?”

She looked at me sharply and rolled her eyes and said, “There. Go straight and turn left.”

“Oh, thank you so much!” I said but received no response.

She stood up and left me.

I went to the place she directed me to go and luckily I found the comfort room.

It was already 8:03 and I was late but still I took a few more minutes to get myself ready.

I brushed my hair, washed my face on the basin and put my makeup on.