Dream Job







As I woke up that morning I had butterflies in my stomach, This was such a big day for me as I Had an Interview for my dream job. Since I was younger I always wanted to be a english teacher It was my biggest dream and hopefully If I played my cards right I was a step closer to achieving It.



I Set my alarm the day before for 9am But must have slept In and never woke up till 10 and my Interview was at 11 so I was In a hurry. I didn’t have a clue what to wear so I just grabbed some underwear which was a pair of white cotton panties with a lacey rim and a matching white bra then I looked further into my wardrobe and grabbed a white shirt with and a black pencil skirt with a slit up the back just below my bum I put on some black shoes.



I didn’t have time to do my hair after I done my make-up so I grabbed to bobbles and ran to the bus stop. While I was on the bus I threw my hair up Into pig tails and looked In my wee mirror I though I looked ok and hoped I would impress my Interviewer.



The letter I received a week or so before said





Dear Miss S Kerr, You have been Invited to Attend an Interview on the 23rd of july at 11.00am with a Mr K Hawkins you will be meeting him at his office which Is on the ground floor beside room 107.





The bus was going so slow I was so worried I’d be late! But I got there just In time and they were running late thank god I thought to myself. I looked at the form on the wall with everyone’s names and when their Interview’s were mines was last 11am but I noticed other people who applied for the job had an hour Interview and I was getting just 30 minutes I’d need to make a real good Impression on Mr. Hawkins. Whilst I was waiting I wondered what this guy was going to look like I thought old,grey hair well to my surprise a man who was In his mid 20’s walked out and said “Miss Kerr” as I stood up his eyes looked shocked I hoped It wasn’t because the way I was dressed! I walked Into his office and said “nice to meet you” he replied back “nice to meet you too” I said shaking his hand. He then started asking questions like what college and uni I’d went to what qualifications I had why I wanted to be a teacher and so on. But then things kind of went off track after I mentioned a lovely place I’d went to for lunch one time with a friend who I was at uni with and she had just been accepted to a school on the other side of town.