It's Time for an Interview.
Who: Jared and Sindre
When: 9 September, 10:00
Where: Jared's office
What: In which Sindre interviews for a new job.
After waking up to an empty bed Søren rushing about, getting ready to go off do something Sindre didn't want to know about and breakfast on the table, Sindre quickly dressed and dashed to his car. He had forgotten to turn on his alarm, and while he would have been on time on a typical Thursday, he had an interview with Professor Montour before his first class.
Arriving at the building with 20 minutes to spare, he tugged at his shirt as he searched for the professor's office. He hated interviews. Talking wasn't his strong point, especially about himself, and Søren and the pink thing had been around so often recently that he honestly wasn't sure he could keep his snark out of his responses. To give him another thing to fret about, he had class directly after, and while he certainly didn't look slovenly in his button up and slacks, it wasn't quite his normal interview attire.
Finally finding Professor Montour's office, he checked his watch. Ten minutes to ten. He took a moment to compose himself, inhaled deeply, and knocked on the door.
When: 9 September, 10:00
Where: Jared's office
What: In which Sindre interviews for a new job.
After waking up to an empty bed Søren rushing about, getting ready to go off do something Sindre didn't want to know about and breakfast on the table, Sindre quickly dressed and dashed to his car. He had forgotten to turn on his alarm, and while he would have been on time on a typical Thursday, he had an interview with Professor Montour before his first class.
Arriving at the building with 20 minutes to spare, he tugged at his shirt as he searched for the professor's office. He hated interviews. Talking wasn't his strong point, especially about himself, and Søren and the pink thing had been around so often recently that he honestly wasn't sure he could keep his snark out of his responses. To give him another thing to fret about, he had class directly after, and while he certainly didn't look slovenly in his button up and slacks, it wasn't quite his normal interview attire.
Finally finding Professor Montour's office, he checked his watch. Ten minutes to ten. He took a moment to compose himself, inhaled deeply, and knocked on the door.