Sean hadn’t expected to have landed a job interview so quickly. It was his first day in town, and he already had a possibility of finding a job. He wished he would have had time to head back to the hotel and freshen up a bit more, but he decided to pick up something new to wear for his interview. Shopping was never something he enjoyed indulging in, but his wardrobe hardly consisted of anything that could have been considered professional enough. Maybe he would get a suit? Every guy should own at least one suit, right? For instances like this, and who knew maybe he could find a job where he could wear such a things more often one day. This he doubted…. Fearing he would probably end up with some janitorial job, scrubbing toilets. He would have done it, what ever paid the bills.
It wasn’t long before he would come across a shop, it looked good as any and he was kind of strapped for time. Walking in, he was immediately greeted by some overly zealous sales woman. She welcomed him and inquired of what she could help him with. As he mentioned needing a suit for a job interview, the woman set right to gathering things she insisted he try on. Even though he didn’t wish to have so much attention, the woman was a bit pushy and Sean followed her to the dressing room where she gave him an arm full of things. He thanked her and took the items inside the small changing room and put on one of the suits. It was a light gray color, with a white button up shirt underneath.
Walking out, he held a red tie in hand, clues as to how to put the thing on. He had planned to ask the sales woman how to but was actually relived to see she had moved onto another customer. Turning then, Sean stood before an overly large mirror that was just outside the room where he had changed. Flipping up the collar of his shirt, he would drape the tie around his neck, on the outside of the collar. The red just didn’t look right…. Well look at you, all spiffed up. You going to nail this interview Sean. Said the hallucination he usually didn’t mind so much. It was of a woman, one he had seen once but never got to know. She must have made some sort of impression upon him though as the woman was not a usual constant delusion that lingered.
Sean smiled, he truly hoped things went well. At least that would be one things off the check list. Anything that would work towards getting away from that hotel. He had not been back since his arrival when he had checked in, but he was definitely dreading having to stay at that dive even for a single night. Sean didn’t speak his thanks to the vision, but just smiled to the image of her that he saw in the mirror. Watching as she doted on him, moving some of the stray hairs that hung against his face. The way she brushed a hand over his shoulder and tugged at the collar of the shirt to get it folded down just right. Even though he knew it wasn’t real, there was just something calming about it. He still had no clue how to work the tie and had several failed attempts at doing such.
It wasn’t long before he would come across a shop, it looked good as any and he was kind of strapped for time. Walking in, he was immediately greeted by some overly zealous sales woman. She welcomed him and inquired of what she could help him with. As he mentioned needing a suit for a job interview, the woman set right to gathering things she insisted he try on. Even though he didn’t wish to have so much attention, the woman was a bit pushy and Sean followed her to the dressing room where she gave him an arm full of things. He thanked her and took the items inside the small changing room and put on one of the suits. It was a light gray color, with a white button up shirt underneath.
Walking out, he held a red tie in hand, clues as to how to put the thing on. He had planned to ask the sales woman how to but was actually relived to see she had moved onto another customer. Turning then, Sean stood before an overly large mirror that was just outside the room where he had changed. Flipping up the collar of his shirt, he would drape the tie around his neck, on the outside of the collar. The red just didn’t look right…. Well look at you, all spiffed up. You going to nail this interview Sean. Said the hallucination he usually didn’t mind so much. It was of a woman, one he had seen once but never got to know. She must have made some sort of impression upon him though as the woman was not a usual constant delusion that lingered.
Sean smiled, he truly hoped things went well. At least that would be one things off the check list. Anything that would work towards getting away from that hotel. He had not been back since his arrival when he had checked in, but he was definitely dreading having to stay at that dive even for a single night. Sean didn’t speak his thanks to the vision, but just smiled to the image of her that he saw in the mirror. Watching as she doted on him, moving some of the stray hairs that hung against his face. The way she brushed a hand over his shoulder and tugged at the collar of the shirt to get it folded down just right. Even though he knew it wasn’t real, there was just something calming about it. He still had no clue how to work the tie and had several failed attempts at doing such.
