My soul broke with my soles

kaelyn
5 min readFeb 21, 2022
CREDIT: ANTONIOGUILLEM — STOCK.ADOBE.COM

I woke up early this morning, all ready and prepared for my 4-hour job interview at 9am. This is my 3rd round with this company, and for today, I am visting them on-site to finally meet my potential future colleagues face-to-face. I was excited, but also nervous, all they told me was to bring my laptop, and nothing else. I didn’t know what to expect.

It is okay, all should go well. I put on my best “office attire”, threw on my newly-bought blazer, slipped on some court shoes, and off I go! “Wow, it has been a while since I worn heels, this feels slightly awkward.” Not sure if anyone feels the same as well, even 1.5-inch heels feel difficult to walk in when all you are used to are flip-flops or sneakers. As I tottered towards the bus stop, all I had in mind is just the company description, potential interview questions, anything to prep myself for the job interview. I mindlessly boarded the bus and momentarily forgetting to tap my card. It is still all good, just a minor mistake. The bus pulled up at the train station and I alighted from the bus, taking quick steps to avoid the crowd that came along with the buses at the bus stop.

Eh? My left foot feels weird, it feels like something is missing, did someone kick me? I glanced around at those behind me, narrowing my eyes in the general direction. Well, it is all okay. I turned around and proceeded on, but before I took a…

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