He was everything she wanted in a man. Smart, confident and someone who was a delight to talk to. She had just spoken to him on the phone and already had started imagining what he looked like. Tall, oh yes. He sounded tall, she thought and burst into a fit of giggles. You are being silly, Simran she told herself but her mind could not help but imagine him. He had a beautiful voice and his loud booming laughter was infectious. He was perfect for what Simran had in mind. She sighed and tried to get some sleep. Tomorrow, she would finally meet him for the first time.
She kept glancing at the clock willing it to strike 10 soon but it seemed to be in no mood to hurry. It ticked languorously, with no regard to her at all. She tried to read her favourite book but was too distracted.
Aha! She thought, it is ten finally but she could not hear anyone walking towards her.
10: 10 am: Still no one
10: 15 am: Nope
Had he decided to ditch her? No, he didn’t seem like the kind. Maybe… and that is when she heard footsteps approaching her. Tardiness was not something that she appreciated but she was sure there was some reasonable explanation behind this.
He opened the door and walked straight in and sat on a chair. No, “Good morning”, no explanation for his late arrival. He just sat and looked at her expectantly.
“So you are Mr. Vishal”, she said professionally as she peered into her resume “and you have applied to be the manager of my chain of hotels.”
“Yes”, he said sitting up a little straighter.
“May I know why you were later?”
“Um…ahh… I was stuck in traffic”, he mumbled.
Not so confident and self assured now, are we? She thought to herself. She spoke to him for a few more minutes and then asked him to leave. Within a few minutes her husband came up to her and asked her, “So how was your perfect candidate darling? Do we have a confident young manager yet?”
“If a man cannot bother getting up in the morning early to shave his stubble for an interview, I don’t think I am going to bother hiring him”, was all she said.