Shoe Suicide
I just had an interview with someone, who by the way is a foreign author. I had it coming since who would hire an editorial assistant from Camiguin Island. He’s got to be an author seeking for a rustic inspiration. The whole interview slash on-the-spot test went well. So… blah blah blah. I was already hired. Of course, I wasn’t expecting a big pay. It sort of fell under the volunteer/training category. Pft!
Among other things he required me business casual clothes. I choked for awhile there. Seriously?! Yes sir! I thought about skirts and jackets. It’s the shoes that really got me irritating. It would mean that I should be wearing high heels. I was thinking just about my boots. They could always match with any formal attire.
Anyway, this would really mean buying new shoes, perhaps stilettos. *sigh*
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