Marlo looked up and thought, here goes nothing. I can’t believe I’m actually here, finally! Years of schooling, internships, studying, research. I’m finally starting my dream job.

The snow was beautiful! The bridge, which connected the office building, was out of order. Leaving the building to enter was no fun but it didn’t matter. Because I made it!

My heels clapped against the concrete, and echoed throughout the parking garage. Once I reached the bottom, i pushed opened the door. The cold air hit me like a slap in the face. Slushy water flooded my brand new shoes.

I stepped off the curb. Right into a putrid puddle. Dogs barked in the background. The wind whipped my hair, which got stuck in the stickiness of my lipgloss. I squinted to protect my eyes from the bright white snow

I know I said it was beautiful. But it was also miserable. It was cold my toes began to burn. I wished I wore boots for the walk. My stockings sloshed in my heels.

What was I thinking?so what if it was the oldest building in the city.

I was shocked when I was met with resistance when I pulled the handle to the front door. Maybe it’s push? I leaned my body weight in and pushed.

Confused? I cupped my hands over the side of my eyes and peered in.

Dark. It looks abandoned. Like no one was there. What? I’m supposed to start today. I looked at my watch and realized. It’s Sunday.

Fuck.