Hire Her And Fire Her!

“Your achievements are impressive, Miss Jones. Not every day do we see a fresh graduate making such remarkable financial models.” The interviewer, Miss Angelina Parker, praised Kiara as she went through her file. The lady in her late forties had small round glasses sat on her nose, which she was pushing now and then, scanning through her documents.

“Thank you, Ma’am!” The latter smiled politely. An involuntary gulp bobbed her throat up and down as she waited for the lady to speak again. It has been more than thirty minutes that Angelina was looking at her documents and asking numerous questions to her.

Seated on the leather chair inside the interview room, Kiara was fidgeting with her fingers, shunning the nervousness, or perhaps trying.

She was the last candidate to be called for the interview and by that time all nerves in her body freaked out in the fear of rejection. So the state of impatience and tension was tenfold in her.

“Okay, tell me one thing, Miss Jones. If we give you a c