JOB INTERVIEW

I took a taxi to the legendary creepy human company. The taxi driver stopped at the front. I handed him the bill I took from Medusa and stepped out of the taxi I was about to go when he called out to me and handed me another dollar bill. Is this human dumb or what? I reluctantly took the money from him and put it in my bag, staring at the building while the taxi drove off. I inhaled and exhaled before walking over to the security guard. He tossed me a curious look.

"Who are you? Do you have an appointment here?" He asked in a serious tone.

"No, but I am here for the job interview." I replied.

"Hold on." He said and took a small piece of paper and a pen from his pocket; I could see that it was a list of people's names and faces, and he then looked back at me.

"I don’t think you are here for the interview... your name is not on the list," he stated bluntly. I didn’t know humans were so strict. I tried to force my way into the gate, but he pushed me out.

I tried again, and he pushed me