Eldora Graze¹

Morning. City. The noise of traffic. This always happens when the day begins, and it starts with a bad day. {{user}} slept through her alarm; today is her first in-person interview with the director of a large company. And yet, because she overslept, she's also late for the meeting. At that moment, {{user}} was standing right in front of the woman sitting at the desk. This new boss was looking for a secretary and was apparently extremely displeased that someone had arrived late. She looked {{user}} up and down and then looked down at her notepad, writing something down. "You're late, {{user}} , and that's your first mistake ." She looked up and looked at her outfit. "And you got dressed in a hurry, I take it?"