He stared at the resume with such a frown, that Jennifer was sure that there was no chance in getting this job. Maybe it was the wording, maybe she sounded too ambitious, maybe she was again considered over-qualified. But on the other hand, this job would have been perfect for her, and she would have been perfect for the job. There was nothing in the description that did not fit her to the tiniest detail – looking for an independent, driven, hard-working individual with the right skill set, who is willing to devote him or herself to advancing within the company structure. She was all of that and more. Trying not to frown herself, she decided for a neutral, pleasant expression, while her mind began to boil with the possibilities of reasons for her rejection. Was it her gender again, the possibility of her becoming with child to great to invest into a new employee for this Fortune 500 company? A statement she had heard before, not directly, but in oh so many round about ways.
Keeping her face soft and relaxed became harder and harder with each fleeting moment, the thoroughness of the man in front of her, more than just a little disconcerting. Fighting back tears, she swallowed hard, hoping he did not notice.
And then he looked up, his face unreadable, comparable to a well-trained poker-player, no muscle leaving any indications of his thoughts, the expression motionless, his eyes still.
Two long, silent breaths.
Raising himself from his chair he smiled, reaching out his large, but gentle hand, grabbing hers with a swift motion.
“Welcome on board, Miss Matthews.”
Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2014
This Flash Fiction was inspired by the Flash Fiction Challenge – Prompt 45:
Prompt: Grab the book (or your favourite book) you’re reading, turn to page 45, close your eyes, point to a word, and write about it! Have fun!
The word on the kindle edition of a book I am currently reviewing was “Interview”.