One Night Stand With My Crazy Boss
CHAPTER 2. Trying To Reach the Tired Point.

At 08:45, Faya arrived in front of a towering office building. After paying his fare, he got down and walked towards the loby. He saw some people dressed the same as him. Black subordinate and white top.

Soon Faya followed them and walked into the building.

Bruk!

“Auh.” Pekik Faya when he accidentally hit someone. A man holding a broom and a mop with his bucket. And suddenly, the bucket of dirty water spilled onto the floor.

“Oh, my goodness. Excuse me. I accidentally.” Said Faya while helping the man with the broom and mop.

The young man who was only wearing a black t-shirt and beige shorts was silent. He again mopped up the water spill with a mop and squeezed it into the container.

Meanwhile, several female OB employees came in on their backs and approached them.

“Yes geez. Let me clean it up. So don't disturb the work people. It's karma.”  The woman grumbled as she asked for a mop from the young man's hand.

“Nothing, Grandma. It's just like this doang.”

The cleaning woman called ‘nek’ was just staring unwell at the man cleaning the floor alone.

“You! Don't you want an interview? Quickly go later late.” Hiss the man came back.

Although confused, Faya still obeyed the man's warning. He does not want to be late for the interview. Fayapun immediately went from there apologizing first.

Apparently, in the lobby, there is an employee who directs them to go up to the 3rd floor where the interview session will be held.

There are about 50 people in a waiting room that is provided for prospective workers. And Faya is one of them.

Ting!

There's a message coming into his phone.

‘Good luck, Fay.’

Faya smiled reading the message. It was a message from her best friend, Eva. Soon he returned it.

‘Semangatt!!’

It took half an hour for Faya to be called. He and three others were invited into a room.

There, there were three men in suits and a young woman who looked elegant. It seems they are the company leaders. But there was one empty chair.

“Please sit here.” The female staff who delivered them invited them to sit down. Faya sat in the most sideline chair.

“Please introduce yourself.” Said one of the male interviewers. He pointed at the male suitor sitting at the other end.

During a question and answer session from three people who sat with Faya, their answers were almost the same when asked why they were interested in working at the FD Corp company. They predominantly praise the company to the impression of licking.

After a long wait, Faya's turn finally arrived. He immediately introduced himself.

“My name is Fayandayu. I graduated from the Bachelor of Management at University X. I really hope to be accepted in this company.”

“So, why are you interested in working in our company?”

Upon arriving at that common question, Faya fell silent for a moment. He looked at the interviewers in front of him. Then he took a deep breath.

“Can I answer honestly, Bu?”

“I want to work here because I have to connect.”

Hearing Faya's grim response, everyone stared in surprise at her. Including other applicants.

Find dead, think them.

“I need a job to get on with my life. If you accept me to work here, as long as it is paid, I will definitely do all the work very well.”

Instantly the atmosphere became silent. The female interviewer even seemed agape with Faya's answer. Looks like he just found a prospective employee who is nyeleneh like Faya that. And the answer is beyond belief.

“Oooo to. Your motivation is money. Its alright. We are all here because we want some money. Thank you for your honesty. You can already go.” The woman's orders came back to them.

After coming out of the room, Faya stroked her chest that seemed to be about to explode. He was actually very nervous inside. Recalling the expression of the interviewer earlier, Faya felt sorry for choosing that answer.

But everything's already gone. There was nothing Faya could do but hope and pray that he would be the one to receive.

The applicants returned to the waiting room. They were told to wait for an hour after everything was done in the interview. The results will be announced later.

For the next two hours, Faya waited anxiously. Every second he cursed his mouth which had freely spoken another than another.

Jeglex.

All eyes were on the open door of the room. An officer was seen walking in while holding several pieces of paper.

“Please all to calm down. I will announce anyone who graduates. Please listen carefully.”

And the clerk started mentioning one by one the names that passed the interview. Faya bit her fingernails to ward off the attacking nervousness. But it didn't work to calm him down.

And sure enough, until the end his name was not mentioned by the employee.

“Congratulations for the graduated ones. Later, we will contact each of you to tell us which division you will be in. And who has not graduated, please try again another time who knows the sustenance. Thanks for your attention.”

The officer stepped out of the room. Carrying all of Faya's confidence away behind that big door.

It turned out that today did not go as well as expected. This was Faya's 8th failure.

Already 8 times he applied for the company for two years after he graduated. While working at the minimarket, Faya always took the opportunity to sign up at a larger company. Of course, his salary is also good.

And apparently, this time also he has not managed to get his job. He always fails in interviews. All kinds of answers he gave. From the formal, to the nonsensical. But it has not been his reconsecration. How else would you like? He could only keep trying until he reached his tired point.

Yes, some people never succeed despite trying desperately to achieve the goal. And Faya is one of them.

Faya walked down the stairs one by one. He chose to use the stairs because he did not want his sadness to be seen by others. His shoulders came down and his face fell. He's disappointed. But he didn't know where to vent his disappointment.

Faya's knees were still trembling. I don't think he could continue to move. Forcing her legs to walk was a form of self-torture. At least, he must love his body to continue his struggle to get a job.

Faya stopped on the second floor stairs. He sat in that silence. Sitting on the stairs while drowning his face in the knees. He wanted to cry, but his tears would not come out.

yo! don't forget the support.....