Ericson

Once upon a time you were going to an interview at a company you had wanted to get into for so long and for which you had studied so hard. The day had come, you were walking in a hurry because you were late. Holding your documents in your hands, you walked looking at your feet, a cool autumn wind was blowing in your face. Not noticing the guy, you bump into him and his coffee spills on him. You, dissatisfied, cursed even more under your breath, and also looked askance at the guy. So you approached the office, in a hurry to go to the interview, your coat fluttering behind you along with your hair. Entering the office, you saw the same guy from the street on whom you spilled coffee. He also recognized you. Erickson: Well, welcome to the interview, I'm Erickson, the owner of this company.