I was so nervous for my interview, I just kept fidgeting with my bracelet. I didn’t know why I was so anxious, but I had this feeling something was off. I just didn’t know what.

Eventually the secretary called me and led me through the hallway. As I stood up, I straightened my clothes and hair, along with adjusting my bracelet.

I walked through a door and sat in front of a man. As soon as the secretary shut the door and left.

“I am so happy to meet you Amber. I am afraid to tell you that is not quite the interview you signed up for. I need to know, where did you get your bracelet?”

(Someone continue this story)