Her long evening

Walking down the street, exhaling in relief "huh" as her breath condenses into lots of tiny droplets of water vapour "ooh my Gosh, what was I thinking?" She asks rhetorically, shaking her head sideways. She frowns and blames her joblessness as the cause for the collision against the stranger earlier on. 

She felt disgusted that a first class graduate in business management is still a victim of unemployment even after six months after she last kissed goodbye to the walls of university. Regardless of the harsh frosty weather, she heads back home, feeling unproductive as routine with no positive outcome.

Pulling off her jacket, stretching towards the fridge to get herself a glass of water. " What a long day."

She relaxes on a single sofa couch and gulps the water down her throat. Pausing for a second, still baffled at how she will call it a day with no progress on her quest for a job.

She picks up her laptop without hesitation and scrolls through several websites, and still nothing intriguing except for one that sparks her interest. The number one company in the city is advertising for applicants to show up the next day for the cleaning services department. The advertisement says it's a high-paying job. 

Tapping her chin, she exclaims, "WOOW, I think I need to look into this one."

On seeing that the pay is good enough, she applies for the job with all enthusiasm, hoping for a positive feedback. She does a little more research about the company, "The Empire," to feed her curiosity and gather information as regards to the interview, if she finally gets a positive response other than staring at the screen of her laptop doing nothing.

The Empire, a multi-service company designed and built to render services which includes House Construction, House Cleaning, Interior Decoration and many more, the chart confirms it to be the NO.1 company in the city with lots of partnership deals.

It isn't bad after all; she soliloquizes with a smile on her face. After about 45 minutes of research, she feels so famished, and sets out to the kitchen to fix dinner for herself and, of course, ends the chorus songs going down her stomach.

 Advancing to the living room for dinner, an SMS pops up on her cell phone stating that she has an interview by 10pm tomorrow at the Empire.

Immediately her stressed, disappointed looking face turns to happiness all the way. "Wow, is this for real?" She rejoices as she jumped from one corner of the house to he other.

With the joy of being called for an interview, she bounces back, relaxing on the sofa chair. She turns on the decoder and feeds her eyes while she eats her sumptuous meal. 

Knock! Knock! Knock! A sound from the entrance door.

 "who is that? " She calls out in curiosity

"Susi, it's me John," in a thick, bold voice. John, her childhood friend, more like a brother from another mother from way back, attended the same high school, lived in Kansas as well till he moved out with his parents, yet still kept in touch. He currently owns a photography studio in the city and is a professional photographer though lives in city A as Susan lives in city B. 

She struggles to be louder having a spoon full of meal already in her mouth. "Come in. The door is open."

"Wait a minute..so you're still in town." She spreads her arms wide open for a warm hug. "And you've not visited all this while?" 

"It's nothing like that. Not exactly. Actually, I came around the neighborhood for a photo shoot session, so I came to say hi to this beautiful damsel. Little did I know she was enjoying herself over here." Smiling and winking his eyebrows mischievously, "Get me a spoon so I partake in this enjoyment."

"Wow, entrepreneurship is really great for you." She looks at the floor downtrodden as her smile turns to frown for a second. "Unlike some of us that are still job haunting."

"Mm-hmm, this meal tastes so delicious. You are indeed a good chef.,"I mean, you could own a small cafeteria and be your own boss. You know, right?" 

"I see... you're still not done with this flattering style, right?" She responds with a plastic smile, dipping her fork into her meal.

"That reminds me." She tosses a braid over her shoulder. "I got something to tell you. Guess what?"

"You know I'm not a fan of this guessing thing," he murmurs. "Please spill it already. I can't wait."

"Okay. Fine, I will just spill.. lazy ass. I just got a job interview scheduled for 10am tomorrow and strictly for the cleaning services department at The Empire."

"Wow, that's awesome news. Congrats, you deserve this opportunity. But I've got to warn you though, some of his well-known staffs complain the CEO is kinda strict and stern. You should be careful. He can destroy you with one look." 

Feeling so reluctant about the CEO's portfolio, she answers, "Don't worry.. If I do my work right, nothing will happen. Anyway, it's not like I have gotten the job yet. Besides, there might be smarter people than myself also applying for the job, so I am not the only one who will be there tomorrow."

"Are you for real right now?"

"Off course I am. Just stating the obvious."                                  

"Because you just sound inferior and absurd to my ears. All I'm just saying is to be careful and accurate."

Sarcastically she respond with a beam of relieve, "Okay sir, I have heard you."

Staring at the ceiling, his eyes comes in contact with the clock as he couldn't help but exclaim in shock of how time flies "WOOW, it's already 9:00pm. I should be on my way home. I wish you good luck on your interview and make sure you gist me how it all goes," John insists as he closes on the distance to the door.

"Sure, I will.. goodnight

"Goodnight Susan,"

"Today wasn't bad after all, plus my company, John. " She smiles and nods with beams of pleasure, looking worn out for the day and feeling fulfilled at the same time. Without delay, she forges ahead to the bathroom, feeling refreshed at every drop of water that twiddles down her skin as she recaps on the day activity.

She steps out of the bathroom, heading back to her room whilst drying her moist, delicate skin. "I feel good, parararara. "  

She wants to be up very early for tomorrow morning's interview. Going out late is not a plan at all, so she sets her alarm immediately and walks down to her wardrobe to change up to her night-wares.

Turning in for the night, she shut off the lights and slipped under the covers. When her head hits the pillow, she falls fast asleep.